Uncle Pen

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Oh, the people would come from far 
away
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To dance all night to the break of 
day
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When the caller would holler: "Do Si
 Do"
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They knew Uncle Pen was ready to go
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[Chorus]
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Late in the evening, about sundown
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High on the hill, an' above the town
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Uncle Pen played the fiddle, Lord, 
how it rang
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You could hear it talk, you could 
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hear it sing!

[Verse]
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Well, he played an old tune they 
called the "Soldier's Joy"
And he played the one they called 
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the "Boston Boy"
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Greatest of all was the "Jennie 
Lynn"
                            C   
To me, that's where the fiddlin' 
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begins

[Chorus]
C                     G
Late in the evening, about sundown
                       D
High on the hill, an' above the town
G
Uncle Pen played the fiddle, Lord, 
how it rang
                    G            
You could hear it talk, you could 
   G
hear it sing!

[Verse]
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I'll never forget that mournful day
                       C
When old Uncle Pen was called away
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He hung up his fiddle and he hung up
 his bow
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And he knew it was time for him to 
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go

[Chorus]
C                     G
Late in the evening, about sundown
                        D
High on the hill, an' above the town
 G
Uncle Pen played the fiddle, Lord, 
how it rang
                 G               
You could hear it talk, you could 
     G
hear it sing!

[Chorus]
 C                    G
Late in the evening, about sundown
                       D
High on the hill, an' above the town
 G
Uncle Pen played the fiddle, Lord, 
how it rang
                   G             
You could hear it talk, you could 
      G
hear it sing!...