Albert Erving Lyrics - Singles - Porter Wagoner

On past the Riley Fruit Farm in the country and across the Gundy Hills to Jopin Holler 

An old man lived alone like a prisoner serving I'd never met a man like Albert Erving 

Albert never held a woman 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 tears 

His house was filled with logs and cardboard boxes 

The boxes sealed the cracks in the wintertime 

The floor in Albert's home was just the earth worn down 

Where Albert's lonely feet had walked around 

[ fiddle ] 

Everything in Albert's house was made by hand a picture carved in wood sat on a stand 

Such beauty in a face I'd never 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 place 

I asked him who she was then came the tears 

He said she's not real she's just someone I've dreamed of all these years 

His house was filled... 

Where Albert's lonely feet had walked around