Uncle Pen
Late in the evening about sundown
High on the hill and up above the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle and oh how it would ring
You could hear it talk you could hear it sing
Oh the people would come from far away
They'd dance all night till the break of day
When the caller hollered do-se-do
We knew Uncle Pen was ready to go
Late in the evening about sundown...
[ fiddle - banjo ]
Well he played an old tune called Soldier's Joy
And the one they called Boston Boy
And the greatest of all was Jenny Lind
To me that's where the fiddles began
Late in the evening about sundown...
[ fiddle - dobro ]
Well I'll never forget that mournful day
When Uncle Pen was called away
They hang up his fiddle they hang up his bow
They know it was time for him to go
Late in the evening about sundown...
Tío Pen
Tarde en la noche al atardecer
En lo alto de la colina y sobre la ciudad
Tío Pen tocaba el violín y oh cómo resonaba
Podías escucharlo hablar, podías escucharlo cantar
Oh la gente vendría desde lejos
Bailarían toda la noche hasta el amanecer
Cuando el llamador gritaba 'do-si-do'
Sabíamos que Tío Pen estaba listo para ir
Tarde en la noche al atardecer...
[ violín - banjo ]
Él tocaba una vieja melodía llamada 'La alegría del soldado'
Y aquella que llamaban 'El chico de Boston'
Y la más grande de todas era Jenny Lind
Para mí, ahí es donde comenzaban los violines
Tarde en la noche al atardecer...
[ violín - dobro ]
Nunca olvidaré aquel día de luto
Cuando se llevaron a Tío Pen
Colgaron su violín, colgaron su arco
Sabían que era hora de que se fuera
Tarde en la noche al atardecer...