Mana**as - Uncle Pen lyrics

Monroe Well, the people will come from far away They dance all night til the break of day 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 and above the town Uncle Pen played the fiddle, Lordy how it would ring You hear it talk, you hear it sing. Well, he played an old 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 and above the town Uncle Pen played the fiddle, Lordy how it would ring You hear it talk, you hear it sing.