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" You knew Uncle Pen was ready to go
Late in the evening about sundown High on the hill and above the town Uncle Pen played the fiddle lord how it would ring You could hear it talk, you could hear it sing
He played an old piece he called "Soldier's Joy" And the one called "The Boston Boy" The greatest of all was "Jenny Lynn" To me that's where the fiddle begins
I'll never forget that mournful day When Uncle Pen was called away They hung up his fiddle, they hung up his bow They knew it was time for him to go
Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on shining Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on shining Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue It was on one moonlight night Stars shining bright Whisper on high Love said goodbye Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue (As released by Patsy Cline, August 5, 1963) I said blue moon of Kentucky, keep on a-shinin' Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on a-shinin' Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue It was on one moonlit night, stars shinin' bright Whispered on high, love said goodbye I said blue moon of Kentucky, keep on a-shinin' Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on a-shinin' Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue Blue moon of Kentucky, keep on a-shinin' Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue Well, it was on one moonlit night, stars shinin' bright Whispered on high, your lover said goodbye I said blue moon of Kentucky, keep on a-shinin' Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue Left me blue Left me blue Left me blue
Look a-yonder comin', comin' down that railroad track Hey, look a-yonder comin', comin' down that railroad track It's the Orange Blossom Special bringin' my baby back
Well, I'm going down to Florida and get some sand in my shoes Or maybe Californy and get some sand in my shoes I'll ride that Orange Blossom Special and lose these New York blues
"Say man, when you going back to Florida?" "When am I goin' back to Florida? I don't know, don't reckon I ever will" "Ain't you worried about getting your nourishment in New York?" "Well, I don't care if I do-die do-die, do-die, do-die"
Hey talk about a-ramblin' she's the fastest train on the line Talk about a-travellin' she's the fastest train on the line It's that Orange Blossom Special rollin' down the seaboard line