Luyện nghe bài hát Albert Erving

On past the Riley Fruit Farm in the country and the Gundy Hills to Jopin Holler
An old man lived alone like a prisoner serving I'd never met a man like Erving
Albert never held a or a child you could see that loneliness had drove him wild
He said I ain't seen a soul in three long years and down his lonely face came the
His was filled with logs and cardboard boxes
The boxes sealed the cracks in the
The floor in Albert's home was just the worn down
Where Albert's lonely feet had walked
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Everything in Albert's house was made by a picture carved in wood sat on a stand
Such beauty in a face I'd seen carved just below the picture the name Kathleen
Albert held the picture close up to his face said my Kathleen adds beauty to this
I asked him who she was came the tears
He said she's not real she's just I've dreamed of all these years
His was filled...
Albert's lonely feet had walked around