F# C#
When I was young I used to wait
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On master and hand him his plate
F#7 B
Pass him the bottle when he got dry
C# F#
And brush away the blue-tail fly
F# C#
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
F#
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
F#7 B
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
C# F#
My master's gone away
F# C#
When he would ride in the afternoon
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I'd follow him with my hickory broom
F#7 B
The pony being rather shy
C# F#
When bitten by the blue-tail fly
F# C#
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
F#
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
F#7 B
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
C# F#
My master's gone away
F# C#
One day he rode around the farm
F#
Flies so numerous that they did swarm
F#7 B
One chanced to bite him on the thigh
C# F#
The devil take the blue-tail fly
F# C#
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
F#
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
F#7 B
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
C# F#
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
F# C#
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
F#
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
F#7 B
Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care
C# F#
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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