Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Pen

Oh, the people would come from far
dance all night till the break of day
When the caller do-si-do
You knew Pen was ready to go

in the evening about sundown
High on the hill and above the
Uncle Pen played the fiddle, Lord how it 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 begins

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

I'll forget that mournful day
When uncle Pen was away
They up his fiddle, they hung up his bow
They it was time for him to go

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

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