文本歌词

Uncle Pen - Buddy Spicher
Oh the people would come from far away
To dance all night to the break of day
When the caller would holler Do Si Do
They knew Uncle Pen was ready to go
Late in the evening about sundown
High on the hill an' above the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle Lord how it rang
You could hear it talk you could hear it sing
He played an old piece he called Soldier's Joy
And the one called The Boston Boy
Greatest of all was the Jennie Lynn
To me that's where the fiddlin' begins
Late in the evening about sundown
High on the hill an' above the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle Lord how it rang
You could hear it talk you could hear it sing
I'll never forget that mournful day
When old Uncle Pen was called away
He hung up his fiddle and he hung up his bow
And he knew it was time for him to go
Late in the evening about sundown
High on the hill an' above the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle Lord how it rang
You could hear it talk you could hear it sing