refr: Jimmy crack corn an' I don't care,
Jimmy crack corn an' I don't care,
Jimmy crack corn an' I don't care,
The Master's gone away.
When I was young I used to wait
On my Master 'n bring him his plate,
And passed the bottle when he got dry
And brush away the blue tail fly.
refr.
When he would ride around the farm,
So numerous the flies they all would swarm,
One chanced to bite him on the thigh,
Oh, the devil take the blue tail fly.
refr.
When he would ride in the afternoon,
I would follow with the hickory broom,
The pony began to run and shy,
When bitten by the blue tail fly.
refr.
The pony run, he jumped, he pitched,
He threw my Master in the ditch,
And when he died the juries wondered why,
The verdict was the blue tail fly.
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They burr'd him under the 'simmon tree,
His epitaph was there to see:
"Upon this stone I'm forced to lie
A victim of the blue tail fly."
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song by 1930s-1950s bluesman Big Bill Broonzy
Okay, I'll have to admit this song is pretty cool, and ol' Big Bill was an amazing artist. Consider it along with things such as jimbo, jiminy cricket, jamie, jimjim, jungle jim, and jim-nasium as things that thoroughly perturb people who are named James.
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