Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Penn

To dance all the break of day
With a caller and a holler
We knew Pen was ready to go
Early in the evening sundown
High on the and above the town
Uncle Pen the fiddle, Lord how it ring
You could hear it talk, you could hear it
Well he played another tune called joy
And the one called the Boston Boy
of all was Jenny Lynn
For me that's where the fiddle
I'll never forget that day
When uncle pen was called
He hung his and hang up his bow
He knew it was for him to go