Uncle Pen-Bill Monroe

[ti:Uncle Pen] [ar:Bill Monroe] [al:Bean Blossom] [by:] [offset:0] [00:01.18]Uncle Pen - Bill Monroe (比尔·门罗) [00:02.33]Written by：Monroe [00:02.74] [00:28.54]Oh the people would [00:28.98]Come from far away [00:30.24]They'd dance all night [00:31.09]Till the break of day [00:32.19]When the caller hollered do se do [00:33.94]You knew uncle pen was ready to go [00:35.89] [00:37.62]Late in the evening about sundown [00:39.37]High on the hill and above the town [00:40.83]Uncle pen played the fiddle [00:41.94]Lord how it would ring [00:43.08]You could hear it talk [00:43.76]You could hear it sing [00:45.20] [01:01.80]He played an old piece he called [01:02.95]Soldier's joy [01:03.65]And the one called [01:04.49]The boston boy [01:05.70]The greatest of all was [01:06.59]Jenny lynn [01:07.48]To me that's where the fiddle begins [01:09.94] [01:10.81]Late in the evening about sundown [01:12.61]High on the hill above the town [01:14.49]Uncle pen played the fiddle lord how it would ring [01:16.28]You could hear it talk you could hear it sing [01:18.55] [01:35.77]I'll never forget that mournful day [01:37.61]When uncle pen was called away [01:39.58]They hung up his fiddle [01:40.52]They hung up his bow [01:41.33]They knew it was time for him to go [01:43.24] [01:44.91]Late in the evening about sundown [01:46.55]High on the hill above the town [01:48.36]Uncle pen played the fiddle lord how it would ring [01:50.27]You could hear it talk you could hear it sing