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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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"
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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
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