When I was young I used to wait
On the master and carry the plate
And pass the bottle when he got dry
And brush away the bluetail fly
Gimme crack corn and I don't care
Gimme crack corn and I don't care
Gimme crack corn and I don't care
My master's gone away
And when he'd ride in the afternoon
I'd follow after with a hickory broom
The pony being apt to shy
When bitten by the bluetail fly
Gimme crack corn and I don't care...
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 bluetail fly
Gimme crack corn and I don't care...
The pony run, he buck, he pitched
He threw my master in the ditch
He died and the jury wondered why
The verdict was the bluetail fly
Gimme crack corn and I don't care...
They buried him under a cinnamon tree
His epitaph is there to see
Beneath this tree is forced to lie
A victim of the bluetail fly
Gimme crack corn and I don't care
Gimme crack corn and I don't care
Gimme crack corn and I don't care
My master's gone away
Guitar chords for Gimme Crack Corn
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When I was young I used to wait
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On the master and carry the plate
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And pass the bottle when he got dry
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And brush away the bluetail fly