Blue Tail Fly
(专辑: A Collection Of Ballads, Folk And Country Songs, Volume 3 - 1949)
When I
was young I
used to wait On the
boss and give him his plate And Pass 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 And when he'd ride in the
afternoon I'd follow after with a
hickory broom The
pony being rather shy When bitten by a
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 ride around the
farm The
flies so numerous 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 The
pony run, he jump, 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 They lay him under a
'simmon tree His epitaph is there to see "Beneath this stone I'm forced to lie The
victim of a
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 The
master's gone away