When I am am young I to pass
Often wait for in mine master
And for him his plate and through
The bottle when he obtained has been dry
And passed over gently and swiftly the blue colour tail flight.

Chorus:

The Jimmy crack corn and my not nice
Jimmy crack corn and my not nice
Jimmy crack corn and I will not be nice I
The master to get out of the way

His I later to be able to follow with the mountain walnut broom
His young Ma am quite shy
When will bite by the blue colour tail flight
The afternoon will be able to ride.

Sang in a chorus

Day he to ride has bitten him about farm
Flight many their swarm chanced to fly
Very much young Ma in the thigh

Devil as the blue colour tail to run,
He jumped,
Why did he throw his throwed?
I the master to die the ditch in him

Which wanted to know with the juror to reach a verdict
Is the blue colour tail flight?

Sings in a chorus

They to lay aside his neath his Ĺ־Ãú is there
Sees under this rock
I to force to lie blue colour tail flight victim's ' the Simpson¡¯s tree.