Luyện nghe bài hát Albert Erving

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