Well the people would come from far away
To dance all night to the break of day
The caller would holler "Doce Go"
And then your Uncle Ben was ready to go
Late in the evening, about sundown
High on the hills and above the town
Uncle Ben played the fiddle, oh how it rang
You could hear it talk, you could hear it sing
First came the tune called A Soldier's Joy
Then came the one called Boston Boy
Last of all was Jenny Lind
And to me that's where the fiddle begins
Late in the evening, about sundown
High on the hills and above the town
Uncle Ben played the fiddle, oh how it rang
You could hear it talk, you could hear it sing
Well I'll never forget that mournful day
When Uncle Ben was called away
He hung up his fiddle and he hung up his bow
And he knew it was time for him to go
Late in the evening, about sundown
High on the hills and above the town
Uncle Ben played the fiddle, oh how it rang
You could hear it talk, you could hear it sing
Late in the evening, about sundown
High on the hills and above the town
Uncle Ben played the fiddle, oh how it rang
You could hear it talk, you could hear it sing
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