Uncle Pen
Buck Owens
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Late in the evenin' about sundown high on the hill and above the town Uncle Pen played the fiddle and oh how it would ring You could hear it talk you could hear it sing Well the people would come from far away they'd dance all night till the break of day When the caller hollered do-se-do we knew Uncle Pen was ready to go Late in the evenin' Well he played an old tune called Soldier's Joy and the one they called Boston Boy The greatest of all was Jenny Lind to me that's where the fiddlin' began Late in the evenin' Well I'll never forget that mournful day when Uncle Pen was called away Hang up his fiddle hang up his bow knew it was time for him to go Late in the evenin'
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