Uncle Pen

Tio Pen

Uncle Pen

Oh, o povo vinha de longe, dançava a noite toda até o amanhecerOh the people would come from far away they'd dance all night till the break of day
Quando o chamador gritava 'do-se-do', sabíamos que o Tio Pen estava pronto pra tocarWhen the caller hollered do-se-do we knew Uncle Pen was ready to go
No final da tarde, ao pôr do sol, lá no alto da colina e acima da cidadeLate in the evening about sundown high on the hill and above the town
Tio Pen tocava o violino e como ele fazia ecoarUncle Pen played the fiddle and oh how it would ring
Você podia ouvir ele falar, você podia ouvir ele cantarYou could hear it talk you could hear it sing
Bem, ele tocava uma velha canção chamada 'Alegria do Soldado' e a que chamavam de 'Garoto de Boston'Well he played an old tune called Soldier's Joy and the one they called Boston Boy
E a melhor de todas era Jenny Lind, pra mim é aí que a música começaAnd the greatest of all was Jenny Lind to me that's where fiddlin' begin
No final da tarde, ao pôr do sol...Late in the evening about sundown...
Nunca vou esquecer aquele dia triste quando o Tio Pen foi chamadoI'll never forget that mournful day when Uncle Pen was called away
Eles guardaram seu violino, guardaram seu arco, sabiam que era hora dele partirThey hang up his fiddle they hang up his bow they know it was time for him to go
No final da tarde, ao pôr do sol...Late in the evening about sundown...