[00:00.00]The Blue Tail Fly - Burl Ives (伯尔·艾夫斯)
[00:06.02]When I was young I used to wait
[00:11.20]On my master and hand him his plate
[00:16.87]And Pass the bottle when he got dry
[00:22.24]And brush away the blue-tail fly
[00:26.80]Jimmy crack corn and I don＇t care
[00:31.73]Jimmy crack corn and I don＇t care
[00:35.98]Jimmy crack corn and I don＇t care
[00:39.99]My master＇s gone away
[00:42.73]And when he ride in the afternoon
[00:45.91]I＇d follow after with my hickory broom
[00:49.78]The pony being rather shy
[00:53.08]When bitten by the blue-tail fly
[00:55.75]One day he ride around the farm
[00:59.93]Flies so numerous they did swarm
[01:02.98]One chanced to bite him on the thigh
[01:06.54]The devil take the blue-tail fly