Uncle Penn Lyrics - Singles - Black Hills Country Band

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