B F#
When I was young I used to wait
B
On master and hand him his plate
B7 E
Pass him the bottle when he got dry
F# B
And brush away the blue-tail fly
B F#
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
B
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
B7 E
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
F# B
My master's gone away
B F#
When he would ride in the afternoon
B
I'd follow him with my hickory broom
B7 E
The pony being rather shy
F# B
When bitten by the blue-tail fly
B F#
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
B
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
B7 E
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
F# B
My master's gone away
B F#
One day he rode around the farm
B
Flies so numerous that they did swarm
B7 E
One chanced to bite him on the thigh
F# B
The devil take the blue-tail fly
B F#
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
B
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
B7 E
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
F# B
My master's gone away
Well the pony jumped, he start, he pitch
He threw my master in the ditch
He died and the jury wondered why
The verdict was the blue-tail fly
B F#
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
B
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
B7 E
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
F# B
My master's gone away
Now he lies beneath the 'simmon tree
His epitaph is there to see
"Beneath this stone I'm forced to lie
The victim of the blue-tail fly"
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