WRITERS GEORGE JONES, HAL BYNUM





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

On a hill overlookin' the own 

Where time's left a wreck where once was a beauty 

And soon the old house will tumble down 



When the leaves begin to fall in the autumn 

And the raindrops drip from the trees 

There's an old old man who walks in the garden 

And his head is bowed in memory. 



They say he built the mansion for the love 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 stands empty after all.