[ Предположительная тональность: A ] A E When I was young I used to wait A On master and hand him his plate A7 D Pass him the bottle when he got dry E A And brush away the blue-tail fly A E Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care A Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care A7 D Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care E A My master's gone away A E When he would ride in the afternoon A I'd follow him with my hickory broom A7 D The pony being rather shy E A When bitten by the blue-tail fly A E Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care A Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care A7 D Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care E A My master's gone away A E One day he rode around the farm A Flies so numerous that they did swarm A7 D One chanced to bite him on the thigh E A The devil take the blue-tail fly A E Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care A Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care A7 D Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care E A My master's gone away 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 E Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care A Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care A7 D Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care E A My master's gone away 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" Set8