paroles de chanson Uncle Pen - Bill Monroe
Oh,
the
people
would
come
from
far
away
They'd
dance
all
night
'til
the
break
of
day
When
the
caller
hollered,
"Do-se-do"
You
knew
Uncle
Pen
was
ready
to
go
Late
in
the
evenin'
about
sundown
High
on
the
hill
and
above
the
town
Uncle
Pen
played
the
fiddle,
Lord,
how
it
would
ring
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'
The
greatest
of
all
was
'Jenny
Lynn'
To
me
that's
where
the
fiddle
begins
Late
in
the
evenin'
about
sundown
High
on
the
hill
and
above
the
town
Uncle
Pen
played
the
fiddle,
Lord,
how
it
would
ring
You
could
hear
it
talk,
you
could
hear
it
sing
I'll
never
forget
that
mournful
day
When
Uncle
Pen
was
called
away
They
hung
up
his
fiddle,
they
hung
up
his
bow
And
they
knew
it
was
time
for
him
to
go
Late
in
the
evenin'
about
sundown
High
on
the
hill
and
above
the
town
Uncle
Pen
played
the
fiddle,
Lord,
how
it
would
ring
You
could
hear
it
talk,
you
could
hear
it
sing
Late
in
the
evenin'
about
sundown
High
on
the
hill
and
above
the
town
Uncle
Pen
played
the
fiddle,
Lord,
how
it
would
ring
You
could
hear
it
talk,
you
could
hear
it
sing
1 Blue Moon of Kentucky
2 Orange Blossom Special
3 Mule Skinner Blues
4 Will You Be Loving Another Man
5 Bluegrass Breakdown
6 No Letter in the Mail
7 My Rose of Old Kentucky
8 Uncle Pen
9 Sweeetheart You Done Me Wrong
10 When You Are Lonely
11 Bluegrass Stomp
12 Six White Horses
13 In the Pines
14 Laty Hill
15 The Girl in the Blue Velvet Band
16 Dog House Blues
17 I Wonder If You Feel the Way I Do
18 Footprints in the Snow
19 Toy Heart
20 California Blues (Blue Yodel No. 4)
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