Bill Monroe - Uncle Pen (Live) текст песни

Текст песни 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



Авторы: Bill Monroe


Bill Monroe - Live from Mountain Stage
Альбом Live from Mountain Stage
дата релиза
01-01-1999




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