Verse I.) 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. Verse II.) 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. (Chorus) Verse III.) 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 that blue tail fly. (Chorus) Verse IV: 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. (Chorus) Verse V: 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." (Chorus)