<Tr> <Td> </Td> <Td> This article may contain indiscriminate, excessive, or irrelevant examples . Please improve the article by adding more descriptive text and removing less pertinent examples . See Wikipedia's guide to writing better articles for further suggestions . (March 2017) </Td> </Tr> <Table> <Tr> <Td> Jim Crack Corn or the Blue tail Fly (1846) <P> When I was young I us'd to wait On Massa and hand him de plate; Pass down de bottle when he git dry, And bresh away de blue tail fly . 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 niggar 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 this stone I'm forced to lie, All by de means ob de blue tail fly . Jim crack corn &c . Ole massa gone, now let' im rest, Dey say all tings am for de best; I nebber forget till de day I die, Ole massa an' dat 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 . </P> </Td> <Td> De Blue Tail Fly . A Negro Song . (1846) <P> 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 . Dar's many kind ob dese here tings, From diff'rent sort ob insects springs; Some hatch in June, an some July, But August fotches de blue tail fly, An scratch' im wid a brier too . When I was young, I used to wait On Massa's table an hand de plate; I'de pass de bottle when he dry, An brush away de blue tail fly . An scratch' im &c . Den arter dinner massa sleep, He bid me vigilance to keep; An when he gwine to shut he eye, He tell me watch de blue tail fly . An scratch' im &c . When he ride in de arternoon, I foller wid a hickory broom; De poney being berry shy, When bitten by de blue tail fly . An scratch' im &c . One day he rode aroun de farm, De flies so numerous did swarm; One chance to bite' im on de thigh, De debble take dat blue tail fly . An scratch' im &c . De poney run, he jump, an pitch, An tumble massa in de ditch; He died, an de Jury wonder why, De verdict was, de "blue tail fly ." An scratch' im &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 . An scratch' im &c . Ole Massa's gone, now let him 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 . An scratch' im &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 . An scratch' im &c . </P> </Td> <Td> Jim Crack Com' . (1847) <P> I SING about de long - tail blue, So often you want someting new; Wid your desire I'll now comply, An' sing about de blue - tail fly . Jim Crack com', I don't care, Jim Crack com', I don't care, Jim Crack com', I don't care . Ole Massa well a-day . When I was home, I used to wait On Massa--han' him roun' de plate; I pass'd de bottle when he was dry, An' brush'd away de blue - tail fly . Jim Crack com', &c Ole Massa ride in de arternoon, I follows him wid a kickeribroom; De pony rear'd when he was dry, An' bitten by de blue - tail fly . Jim Crack com', &c . De pony jump'd, he rear'd, he pitch'd, He tumbled Massa in a ditch; De wonder was he didn't die, When bitten by de blue - tail fly . Jim Crack com', &c . Dey buried him' neath a simmon tree; His paragraph is dere, you'll see; Beneath de shade he's forced to lie, All by de means ob de blue - tail fly . Jim Crack com', &c . Ole Massa's dead, so let him res'; Dey say all tings is for de bes' . I shall neber forget to de day I die, Ole Massa an' de blue - tail fly . Jim Crack com', &c . </P> </Td> <Td> Jim Crack Corn! I Don't Care . (1847) <P> 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 nigga 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 . </P> </Td> </Tr> <Tr> <Td> Jim Crack Corn . (1848) <P> When I was young I used to wait On Massa and hand him de plate; Pass down de bottle when he get dry, And brush away de blue - tail fly . 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 niggar 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 around de farm, De flies so numerous dey did swarm; One chance to bite him on the thigh De debble take dat blue - tail fly . Jim crack corn, &c . De poney run, he jump an' pitch, An tumble massa in de ditc' 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 gone, now let' im rest, Dey say all tings am for de best; I neber forget till de day I die, Ole massa an' dat blue - tail fly Jim crack corn, &c . </P> </Td> <Td> Blue Tailed Fly . (c. 1850) <P> If you should go, in summer time, To South Carolinar's sultry clime, An' in de shade you chance to lie, You'll soon find out de blue tail fly . An' scratch' um wid a briar too . Dar's many kind ob curious tings, From different sort ob inseck springs; Some hatch in June an' some July, But Augus fotches de blue tail fly . An' scratch' um wid a briar too . When I was young I used to wait On massa table and hand de plate I'd pass de bottle when he dry, Den brush away de blue tail fly . An' scratch' um wid a briar too . Den arter dinner massa sleeps, He bid dis nigga vigils keeps; An' when he gwine to shut his eye, He tell me watch de blue tail fly . An' scratch' um wid a briar too . When he ride in de arternoon, I foller wid a hickory brom; De pony being berry shy, When bitten by de blue tail fly . An' scratch' um wid a briar too . One day he rode aroun de farm, De flies so numerous did swarm, One chance to bite' im on de thigh, De debil take de blue tail fly . An' scratch' um wid a briar too . De pony run he jump anpitch, An' tumbl'd massa in de ditch; He died and de jury wondered why--De verdic was de blue tail fly . An' scratch' um wid a briar too . Dey laid him under a' simmon tree, His epitaph am dere to see' Beneath this stone I'm forced to lie, All by de means ob de blue tail fly . An' scratch' um wid a briar too . 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' dat blue tail fly . An' scratch' um wid a briar too . De hornet gets in your eyes and nose, De skeeter bite you troo your clothes; De yalla nipper sweeten high, But wusser yet de blue tail fly . An' scratch' um wid a briar too . </P> </Td> <Td> From Children of Destiny (1893) <P> When I was young, I useter to wait Behine ole marster, han' he plate, An' pass de bottle when he dry, An' bresh away dat blue - tail fly . Jim, crack corn, I doan' keer, Jim, crack corn, I doan' keer, Jim, crack corn, I doan' keer, Ole--marster's--gone--away! </P> </Td> </Tr> </Table> <Tr> <Td> Jim Crack Corn or the Blue tail Fly (1846) <P> When I was young I us'd to wait On Massa and hand him de plate; Pass down de bottle when he git dry, And bresh away de blue tail fly . 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 niggar 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 this stone I'm forced to lie, All by de means ob de blue tail fly . Jim crack corn &c . Ole massa gone, now let' im rest, Dey say all tings am for de best; I nebber forget till de day I die, Ole massa an' dat 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 . </P> </Td> <Td> De Blue Tail Fly . A Negro Song . (1846) <P> 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 . Dar's many kind ob dese here tings, From diff'rent sort ob insects springs; Some hatch in June, an some July, But August fotches de blue tail fly, An scratch' im wid a brier too . When I was young, I used to wait On Massa's table an hand de plate; I'de pass de bottle when he dry, An brush away de blue tail fly . An scratch' im &c . Den arter dinner massa sleep, He bid me vigilance to keep; An when he gwine to shut he eye, He tell me watch de blue tail fly . An scratch' im &c . When he ride in de arternoon, I foller wid a hickory broom; De poney being berry shy, When bitten by de blue tail fly . An scratch' im &c . One day he rode aroun de farm, De flies so numerous did swarm; One chance to bite' im on de thigh, De debble take dat blue tail fly . An scratch' im &c . De poney run, he jump, an pitch, An tumble massa in de ditch; He died, an de Jury wonder why, De verdict was, de "blue tail fly ." An scratch' im &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 . An scratch' im &c . Ole Massa's gone, now let him 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 . An scratch' im &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 . An scratch' im &c . </P> </Td> <Td> Jim Crack Com' . (1847) <P> I SING about de long - tail blue, So often you want someting new; Wid your desire I'll now comply, An' sing about de blue - tail fly . Jim Crack com', I don't care, Jim Crack com', I don't care, Jim Crack com', I don't care . Ole Massa well a-day . When I was home, I used to wait On Massa--han' him roun' de plate; I pass'd de bottle when he was dry, An' brush'd away de blue - tail fly . Jim Crack com', &c Ole Massa ride in de arternoon, I follows him wid a kickeribroom; De pony rear'd when he was dry, An' bitten by de blue - tail fly . Jim Crack com', &c . De pony jump'd, he rear'd, he pitch'd, He tumbled Massa in a ditch; De wonder was he didn't die, When bitten by de blue - tail fly . Jim Crack com', &c . Dey buried him' neath a simmon tree; His paragraph is dere, you'll see; Beneath de shade he's forced to lie, All by de means ob de blue - tail fly . Jim Crack com', &c . Ole Massa's dead, so let him res'; Dey say all tings is for de bes' . I shall neber forget to de day I die, Ole Massa an' de blue - tail fly . Jim Crack com', &c . </P> </Td> <Td> Jim Crack Corn! I Don't Care . (1847) <P> 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 nigga 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 . </P> </Td> </Tr> <P> When I was young I us'd to wait On Massa and hand him de plate; Pass down de bottle when he git dry, And bresh away de blue tail fly . 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 niggar 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 this stone I'm forced to lie, All by de means ob de blue tail fly . Jim crack corn &c . Ole massa gone, now let' im rest, Dey say all tings am for de best; I nebber forget till de day I die, Ole massa an' dat 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 . </P>

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