Standard (EADGBE)

When I was young I used to wait

On master and hand him his plate

Pass him the bottle when he got dry

And brush away the blue-tail fly

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care

My master's gone away

When he would ride in the afternoon

I'd follow him with my hickory broom

The pony being rather shy

When bitten by the blue-tail fly

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care

My master's gone away

One day he rode around the farm

Flies so numerous that they did swarm

One chanced to bite him on the thigh

The devil take the blue-tail fly

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care

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

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care

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"