When I was young I used to wait
On the master and hand 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 ride in the afternoon
I follow with a hickory broom
The poney being very 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
The flies so numerous they did swarm
Onе chanced to bite him on the thigh
Thе devil take that 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 and pitch
And tumble mater 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 buried him 'neath the sycamore tree
His epitaph there for to see:
"Beneath this stone I'm forced to lie
The victim of a blue-tailed 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