Oh, the people would come from far away
They'd dance all night till the break of day
When the caller would holler do-se-do
We knew Uncle Pen was ready to go.

Late in the evenin' about sundown
High on the hill and above the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle Lordy how it could ring
You could hear it talk you could hear it sing.

--- Instrumental ---

Well, he played an ole tune called Soldier's Joy
And the one they called Boston Boy
But the greatest of all was Ginny Lynn
To me that's where fiddlin' begin

Late in the evening about sundown
High on the hill and above the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle Lordy how it could ring
You could hear it talk you could hear it sing.

--- Instrumental ---

I'll never forget that mournful day
When Uncle Pen was called away
They hung up his fiddle they hung up his bow
They kneow it was time for him to go.

Late in the evenin' about sundown
High on the hill and above the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle Lordy how it could ring
You could hear it talk you could hear it sing...
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Uncle Pen Lyrics

Porter Wagoner – Uncle Pen Lyrics

Songwriters: BILL MONROE
Uncle Pen lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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