Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Pen

Oh, the people come from far away
They'd dance all night the break of day
When the caller hollered
You knew Pen was ready to go

Late in the evening about
High on the hill and above the
Uncle Pen the fiddle, Lord how it would ring
You could hear it talk, you hear it sing

He played an old piece he called Joy'
And the one called Boston Boy'
The greatest of all was Lynn'
To me that's where the fiddle

Late in the evening about
High on the hill and the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle, Lord how it ring
You could hear it talk, you hear it sing

never forget that mournful day
When Pen was called away
They hung up his fiddle, they up his bow
knew it was time for him to go

Late in the about sundown
High on the and above the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle, how it would ring
You could it talk, you could hear it sing

Late in the about sundown
High on the hill and above the
Uncle Pen played the fiddle, how it would ring
You could it talk, you could hear it sing