Bluetail Fly 1st verse
If you should go in the summertime
To South Carolina'a sultry clime
Beneath a tree inclined to lie
You'll surely find the bluetail fly

Old Virginny 1st and 3rd verses
I was borned in Old Virginia
To North Carolina I did go
There I met a pretty girl
But her name I did not know

Her hair was of a darksome color
Her lips were of a cherry red
Her breasts were of a snow-white color
Where many a night I lay my head

I'd rather be on top Black Mountain
Where I know the sun refuse to shine
Than see you be another man's darlin
And know that you would not be mine