Down in old Kentucky
Well there was an old man lived all alone
And they called him fiddlin' Will
Every day about sundown
You could hear him play for a mile away
A tune called Katy Hill

Uncle Will played the fiddle
Well about every day you could hear him play
From his little log cabin on the hill
Uncle Will played the fiddle
Well, there Hall of Fame
That could play like Fiddlin' Will

Uncle Will played the fiddle
He could play an old hoedown
Just the way it should sound
Many long years ago
Uncle Will played the fiddle
And there by his side
On the day he died
They found his fiddle and bow

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He could play em fast
He could play em slow
Just like the man on the radio
But there's one thing about Uncle Will
He never took his fiddle
From his cabin on the hill

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