Текст песни Uncle Penn

To dance all night the break of dayWith a caller and
a holler do-si-doWe knew uncle Pen was ready to goEarly
in the evening about sundownHigh on the hill and above
the townUncle Pen played the fiddle,
Lord how it ringYou could hear it talk,
you could hear it singWell he played another tune calledBlack Tape For A Blue Girl - Uncle Penn - http://ru.motolyrics.com/black-tape-for-a-blue-girl/uncle-penn-lyrics.html
soldier's joyAnd played the one called the Boston BoyFirst
of all was Jenny LynnFor me that's where the fiddle
beginsI'll never forget that mournful dayWhen uncle
pen was called awayHe hung his fiddle and hang up his
bowHe knew it was time for him to go