The Blue-tail fly歌词

The Blue-tail fly歌词

When I was young，I used to wait on master.

And hand him his plate. I‘d pass the bottle when he got dry.

And brush away the blue-tail fly.

CHORSU

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 gone away.

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 the blue-tail fly.