Standard (EADGBE)

When I was young I used to wait

 On master and hand him his plate

Pass him 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

When he would ride in the afternoon

 I'd follow him with my hickory broom

 The pony being rather 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

 Flies so numerous that 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

Well the pony jumped, he start, 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

Now he lies beneath the 'simmon tree

His epitaph is there to see

"Beneath this stone I'm forced to lie

The victim of the blue-tail fly"