Blue-Tail Fly Traditional - Daniel D. Emmet    Jimmy crack corn and I don’t care (3x)    The master’s gone away When I was young I used to wait On master and I give him the plate And passed the bottle when he got dry And brush away the blue-tail fly And when he’d ride in the afternoon I’d follow after with a hickory broom The pony being a little bit shy When bitten by the blue-tail fly One day when ridin’ ‘round the farm The flies so num’rous they did swarm One chanced to bite him on the thigh: The Devil take the blue-tail fly The pony jump, he run, he pitch He threw my master in the ditch He died and the jury wondered why The verdict was the blue-tail fly We laid him under a ‘simmon tree His epitaph was there to see Beneath this stone I’m forced to lie Victim of a blue tail fly Ol’ master’s dead and gone to rest They say all things is for the best I’ll never forget till the day I die Ol’ master and the blue-tail fly The hornet gets in eyes and nose The skeeter bites you through your clothes The gallinipper flies up high The worst one is the blue-tail fly   alles-uke.de