Ricky Skaggs - Uncle pen

^GOh, the people would come from far away To dance all night to the ^Cbreak of day ^GWhen the caller would holler: "Do Si Do" They knew Uncle Pen was ^Cready to go ^{G G7}

^CLate in the evening, a^Gbout sundown High on the hill, an' a^Dbove the town ^GUncle Pen played the fiddle, Lord, how it rang You could h^Gear it talk, you could ^Ghear it sing!

^GWell, he played an old tune they called the "Soldier's Joy" And he played the one they called the ^C"Boston Boy" ^GGreatest of all was the "Jennie Lynn" To me, that's where the fidd^Clin' begins^{G G7}

^CLate in the evening, a^Gbout sundown High on the hill, an' a^Dbove the town ^GUncle Pen played the fiddle, Lord, how it rang You could hear it ta^Glk, you could he^Gar it sing!

^GI'll never forget that mournful day When old Uncle Pen was ^Ccalled away ^GHe hung up his fiddle and he hung up his bow And he knew it was time for ^Chim to go^{G G7}

^CLate in the evening, a^Gbout sundown High on the hill, an' ab^Dove the town U^Gncle Pen played the fiddle, Lord, how it rang You could hear it^G talk, you could hear^G it sing!

L^Cate in the evening, a^Gbout sundown High on the hill, an' a^Dbove the town U^Gncle Pen played the fiddle, Lord, how it rang You could hear it t^Galk, you could hear ^Git sing!...