2nd South Carolina String Band - De Blue Tail Fly | Текст песни

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• 2nd South Carolina String Band
• De Blue Tail Fly

O when you come in summer time,
To South Carlinar's sultry clime,
If in de shade you chance to lie,
You'll soon find out de blue tail fly,
An scratch 'im wid a brier too.

When I was young I used to wait
On Massa's an hand him de plate;
Pass down de bottle when he git dry,
And bresh away de blue tail fly.

CHORUS. Jim crack corn I don't care,
Jim crack corn I don't care,
Jim crack corn I don't care,
Ole Massa gone away.

Den arter dinner massa sleep,
He bid dis nigger vigil keep;
An' when he gwine to shut his eye,
He tell me watch de blue tail fly.
Jim crack corn &c.

An' when he ride in de arternoon,
I foller wid a hickory broom;
De poney being berry shy,
When bitten by de blue tail fly.
Jim crack corn &c.

One day he rode aroun' de farm,
De flies so numerous dey did swarm;
One chance to bite 'im on the thigh,
De debble take dat blu tail fly.
Jim crack corn &c.

De poney run, he jump, an' pitch,
An' tumble massa in de ditch;
He died, an' de jury wonder'd why,
De verdic was, de blue tail fly.
Jim crack corn &c.

Dey laid 'im under a 'simmon tree,
His epitaph am dar to see;
'Beneath dis stone I'm forced to lie,
All by de means ob de blue tail fly.
Jim crack corn &c.

Ole Massa's gone, now let 'im rest,
Dey say all tings am for de best;
I neber shall forget till de day I die,
Ole Massa an' de blue tail fly.
Jim crack corn &c.

De hornet gets in your eyes an nose,
De skeeter bites y'e through your close,
De gallinipper sweeten high,
But wusser yet de blue tail fly.
Jim crack corn &c.