The Flying Burrito Brothers - Uncle Pen lyrics

Monroe Late in the evening at about sundown High on the hill up above the town Uncle Pen played the fiddle, Lordy how it would ring You could hear it talk, you could hear it sing Oh, the people come from far away Dance all night til the break of day When the caller hollered the do-si-do You knew Uncle Pen was ready to go Late in the evening at about sundown High on the hill up above the town Uncle Pen played the fiddle, Lordy how it would ring You could hear it talk and you could hear it sing He played a tune they called the "Soldier's Joy" And the one that they called the "Boston Boy" The greatest of all was the "Jenny Lynn" To me, that's where good fiddlin' begins Late in the evening at about sundown High on the hill up above the town Uncle Pen played the fiddle, Lordy how it would ring You could hear it talk and you could hear it sing I'll never forget that mournful day When old Uncle Pen was called away He hung up his fiddle and he hung up his bow He knew it was time for him to go Late in the evening at about sundown High on the hill up above the town Uncle Pen played the fiddle, Lordy how it would ring You could hear it talk and you could hear it sing