Jimmy Crack Corn

[A]When I was young I [E]used to wait
On master and [A]hand him his plate
[A7]Pass him the bottle when [D]he got dry
And [E]brush away the [A]blue-tail fly

[A]Jimmy crack corn, and [E]I don't care
Jimmy crack corn, and [A]I don't care
[A7]Jimmy crack corn, and [D]I don't care
My [E]master's gone a[A]way

[A]When he would ride in the [E]afternoon
I'd follow him with my [A]hickory broom
The [A7]pony being [D]rather shy
When [E]bitten by the [A]blue-tail fly

[A]Jimmy crack corn, and [E]I don't care
Jimmy crack corn, and [A]I don't care
[A7]Jimmy crack corn, and [D]I don't care
My [E]master's gone a[A]way

[A]One day he rode a[E]round the farm
Flies so numerous that they [A]did swarm
[A7]One chanced to bite him [D]on the thigh
The [E]devil take the [A]blue-tail fly

[A]Jimmy crack corn, and [E]I don't care
Jimmy crack corn, and [A]I don't care
[A7]Jimmy crack corn, and [D]I don't care
My [E]master's gone a[A]way

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

[A]Jimmy crack corn, and [E]I don't care
Jimmy crack corn, and [A]I don't care
[A7]Jimmy crack corn, and [D]I don't care
My [E]master's gone a[A]way

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"