paroles de chanson Uncle Pen (Live) - Bill Monroe
Oh,
the
people
would
come
from
far
away
They
danced
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
evening
about
sundown
High
on
the
hill
and
above
the
town
Uncle
Pen
played
the
fiddle,
Lord,
how
it
would
ring
You'd
hear
it
talk,
you'd
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
evening
about
sundown
High
on
the
hill
and
above
the
town
Uncle
Pen
played
the
fiddle,
Lord,
how
it
would
ring
You'd
hear
it
talk,
you'd
hear
it
sing
Oh
I'll
never
forget
that
mournful
day
When
Uncle
Pen
was
called
away
They
hung
up
his
fiddle,
they
hung
up
his
bow
They
knew
it
was
time
for
him
to
go
Late
in
the
evening
about
sundown
High
on
the
hill
and
above
the
town
Uncle
Pen
played
the
fiddle,
Lord,
how
it
would
ring
You'd
hear
it
talk,
you'd
hear
it
sing
Uncle
Pen
Thank
you,
thank
you,
thank
you
Thank
you
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1 My Sweet Blue Eyed Darlin' (Live)
2 Muleskinner Blues (Live)
3 Southern Flavor (Live)
4 Beautiful Life (Live)
5 My Blue Eyes from Heaven (Live)
6 Northern White Clouds (Live)
7 Uncle Pen (Live)
8 Blue Moon of Kentucky (Live)
9 Sugar Loaf Mountain (Live)
10 The Old Hometown (Live)
11 I'm Working on a Building (Live)
12 Rawhide (Live)
13 Roll in My Sweet Baby's Arms (Live)
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