Willa & The Buffalo Chips - Jimmy Crack Corn

Oh, Pa, you should have shot her while you had a chance.
Oh, yeah.
Put her out of her misery.
What I should have done was found my medicine jug and give her a little of that.
That's true. It always gave you a kick in the pants.
Oh, yes, it did.

When I was young I used to wait
On Master and give him his plate
And pass the bottle when he got dry
And brush away the blue-tailed plot
Jimmy crack corn and I don't care
Jimmy crack corn and I don't care
Jimmy crack corn and I don't care
My master's gone away
When we'd ride in the afternoon
I'd follow with my hickory broom
The pony being rather shy
When in by the blue-tailed fly,
Jimmy Crackhorn and I don't care,
Jimmy Crackhorn and I don't care,
Jimmy Crackhorn and I don't care.
My master's gone away,
And Quinn went right around the farm.
The flies about him flicked its swan,
The polly witch was very shy.
When in by the blue-tailed fly,
Jimmy Crackhorn and I don't care,
Jimmy Crackhorn and I don't care,
Jimmy Crackhorn and I don't care.
My master's gone away.