Uncle Pen

Tio Pen

Uncle Pen

O povo vinha de longe, dançava a noite toda até o amanhecerThe people would come from far away they'd dance all night till the break of day
Quando chamavam e gritavam, faziam a roda, sabíamos que o Tio Pen estava pronto pra tocarWhen they'd call and holler do-se-do we knew Uncle Pen was ready to go
No final da tarde, ao pôr do sol, lá no alto da colina, acima da cidadeLate in the evenin' about sundown high on the hill and above the tour
O Tio Pen tocava o violino e como ele fazia ecoarUncle Pen played the fiddle and oh how it could ring
Você podia ouvir ele falar, você podia ouvir ele cantarYou could hear it talk you could hear it sing
[ violino - banjo ][ fiddle - banjo ]
Ele tocava uma velha canção chamada Alegria do Soldado e a que chamavam de Menino de BostonHe played an old tune called Soldier's Joy and the one they called Boston Boy
E a melhor de todas era Ginny Lynn, pra mim é aí que a música começaAnd the greatest of all was Ginny Lynn to me that's where fiddlin' begin
No final da tarde...Late in the evenin'...
[ violino - banjo ][ fiddle - banjo ]
Nunca vou esquecer aquele dia triste quando o Tio Pen foi chamado pra irI'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...Late in the evenin'...