Old, Old House

The Old, Old House - George Jones (喬治·瓊斯)

There's an old old house that once was a mansion

On a hill overlookin' the town

But time has left a wreck where once there was beauty

And soon the old house will tumble down

But when the leaves start to fall in autumn

And the rain starts to drift from the dream

And there's an old old man who walked in the garden

And his head is bowed in memory

They say he built the mansion may call of a woman

And they planned to be married in the fall

But her love withered in the last days of summer

And the house stood empty after all

But when the leaves start to fall in autumn

And the rain starts to drift from the dream

And there's an old old man who walked through the garden

And his head is bowed in memory

And there's an old old man who walked through the garden

And his head is bowed in memory