Lyrics:

Sing me, sing me an old fashioned song
Bring me, back in my mind, to a time where my memories all come from
Ah good timing song, the kind that makes you want to sing along
A good old fashioned, hand clapping, knee slapping, foot tapping song

When I was young I used to wait
Upon my master and drain his pipe
And pass the bottle when his was dry
And wash away the boot tail fly

Jimmy crack corn 'n I don't care
Jimmy crack corn 'n I don't care
Jimmy crack corn 'n I don't care
The Master's gone away

Shoo fly don't bother me
Shoo fly don't bother me
Shoo fly don't bother me
I don't want your company
Flies in the buttermilk two by two
Flies in the buttermilk shoo fly shoo
Flies in the butter milk skip to ma loo
Skip to ma loo my darlin'