Luyện nghe bài hát Albert Erving

On past the Riley Fruit in the country and across the Gundy Hills to Jopin Holler
An old man lived like a prisoner serving I'd never met a man like Albert 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 house was filled with and cardboard boxes
The boxes the cracks in the wintertime
The floor in Albert's home was just the worn down
Where lonely feet had walked around
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Everything in Albert's house was made by hand a picture carved in sat on a stand
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
I asked him who she was came the tears
He said she's not real she's someone I've dreamed of all these years
His was filled...
Where Albert's lonely feet had walked