The Blue-tail fly

When I was young, I used to wait on master. 
And hand him his plate. I’d pass the bottle when he got dry. 
And brush away the blue-tail fly. 
CHORSU 
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 gone away. 
One day he rode 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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