Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Pen

Oh, the people would from far away
They'd dance all till the break of day
the caller hollered do-si-do
You Uncle Pen was ready to go

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

He an old piece he called 'Soldier's 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, Lord how it ring
You hear it talk, you could hear it sing

I'll never forget mournful day
uncle Pen was called away
They up his fiddle, they hung up his bow
knew it was time for him to go

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