To dance all night the break of day With a caller and a holler do-si-do We knew uncle Pen was ready to go Early in the evening about sundown High on the hill and above the town Uncle Pen played the fiddle, Lord how it ring You could hear it talk, you could hear it sing Well he played another tune called soldier's joy And played the one called the Boston Boy First of all was Jenny Lynn For me that's where the fiddle begins I'll never forget that mournful day When uncle pen was called away He hung his fiddle and hang up his bow He knew it was time for him to go
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