Uncle Pen-Roy Acuff

[ti:Uncle Pen] [ar:Roy Acuff] [al:Acuff Times] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.50]Uncle Pen - Roy Acuff [00:00.68]Written by：Monroe Bill [00:01.32] [00:12.19]Oh the people would come from far away [00:14.83]Dance all night till the break of day [00:16.75]When the caller hollered do se do [00:19.41]We knew uncle pen was ready to go [00:21.66]Late in the evening 'bout sundown [00:24.00]High on the hill and above the town [00:26.23]Uncle pen played the fiddle and oh how it would ring [00:28.53]You could hear it talk you could hear it sing [00:30.82] [00:53.02]He played an old tune called 'soldier's joy' [00:55.31]And the one they called 'boston boy' [00:57.49]And the greatest of all was 'jenny lind' [00:59.87]To me that's where the fiddlin' began [01:02.23]Late in the evening 'bout sundown [01:04.52]High on the hill and above the town [01:06.77]Uncle pen played the fiddle and oh how it would ring [01:09.00]You could hear it talk you could hear it sing [01:11.78] [01:33.21]I'll never forget that mournful day [01:35.67]When uncle pen was called away [01:37.78]Hang up his fiddle they hang up his bow [01:40.28]They know it was time for him to go [01:42.63]Late in the evening 'bout sundown [01:44.84]High on the hill and above the town [01:47.07]Uncle pen played the fiddle and oh how it would ring [01:49.35]You could hear it talk you could hear it sing