If you should go in summer time,
To Souf Carolina sultra clime,
And in de shade you chance to lie,
You'll soon find but dat blue tail fly.
Jim crack corn I don't care!
Jim crack corn! I don't care.
For massa me gave away.
When I was young I used to wait,
On massa's table and hand de plate,
I'd pass the bottle when he dry,
An brush away de blue tail fly.
Jim crack, &c.
When ole massa take his sleep,
He bid dis n***a sight to keep,
And when he gows to shut his eye,
He tell me watch dat blue tail fly.
Jim crack, &c.
Ole massa ride in arternoon,
I follow arter wid a hickory broom,
De pony he is bery shy,
Kase he bitten by de blue tail fly.
Jim crack, &c.
De pony run dar jump an pitch,
He trowed ole massa in the ditch,
He died an de Jury all did cry,
Dat de verdict was de blue tail fly.
Jim crack, &c.
Ole massa's dead now let him rest,
Dey say all tings am for de best,
I nebber shall forget till the day I die,
Ole massa and de blue tail fly.
Jim crack, &c.
Adolf Hitler1889
