Albert E. Brumley

Albert E. Brumley
Albert E. Brumley
Short Name: Albert E. Brumley
Full Name: Brumley, Albert Edward, 1905-1977
Birth Year: 1905
Death Year: 1977

Born: October 29, 1905, near Spiro, Oklahoma. Died: November 15, 1977, Springfield, Missouri. Buried: Fox Cemetery, Powell, Missouri.

Brumley attended the Hartford Musical Institute in Hartford, Arkansas, and sang with the Hartford Quartet. He went on to teach at singing schools in the Ozarks, and lived most of his life in Powell, Missouri. He worked for 34 years a staff writer for the Hartford and Stamps/Baxter publishing companies, then founded the Albert E. Brumley & Sons Music Company and Country Gentlemen Music, and bought the Hartford Music Company. He wrote over 800 Gospel and other songs during his life; the Country Song Writers Hall of Fame inducted him in 1970.

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Wikipedia Biography

Albert Edward Brumley (October 29, 1905 – November 15, 1977) was an American shape note gospel music composer and publisher. Brumley was born near Spiro, Oklahoma on October 29, 1905. Pre-Dustbowl Oklahoma was primarily made up of sparse agricultural communities; Brumley's family was no different. He spent much of his early life chopping and picking cotton on his family's farm. In 1926, he enrolled in the Hartford Musical Institute of Hartford, Arkansas, and studied there through 1931. The Institute was led by Eugene Monroe Bartlett (1884–1941), owner of the Hartford Music Company and composer of the well-known gospel song "Victory in Jesus". Brumley purchased Hartford Music Company in 1948.

Texts by Albert E. Brumley (228)sort descendingAsInstances
Adown that lonesome road to heaven's blest abodeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
All the world is bright and cheeryA. E. B. (Author)3
Amid the shadows of life I wend my wayA. E. B. (Author)1
As I go traveling day by dayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
As I journey through this vale of sorrowAlbert E. Brumley (Author)12
As I travel through this pilgrim landAlbert E. Brumley (Author)33
As you wend your way to the soul's abodeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Back through the years I'd like to wendAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
By the crystal river we shall live forever over in a land where comes no nightAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Come and listen in to a radio stationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Cual ave triste en su prisiónAlbert Brumley (Author)2
Dear Lord of Calvary, again I come to theeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Do you live a life that's true for the One who died for you?A. E. B. (Author)2
Dreamin' in the glimerin' twilight, dreamin' of a flickerin' firelightAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
El mundo no es mi hogarAlbert Brumley (Author)2
Ever since Jesus saved and pardoned I have been singing every dayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)7
Every springtime gayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Every time I do a deedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Every time I feel the least bit unworthyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Everybody it seems has a cabin of dreamsAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Every evening when I count my blessingsA. E. B. (Author)2
Far beyond the clouds a home is waitingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Far beyond this land of sorrowA. E. B. (Author)2
Flowers blooming in the wild woodAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
For the truth and the rightAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Give me a life filled with old fashionedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Give me back the old time powerAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Gone is all my weight of sinAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Hark, I hear the voice of Jesus To the harvest fields awayA. E. B. (Arranger)3
Have you ever been down to community singAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Hello, I'm just a strangerA. E. B. (Author)2
Here I plod along on life's uneven journeyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Here I stand beside death's chilly waters waiting for my final callAlbert E. Brumley (Author)9
Here so many are breaking traditionsAlbert Brumley (Author)6
Here so oft we are turned fromAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Here so often I'm lonely, here so often I'm blueA. E. B. (Author)2
Here we move from place to placeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Here you pass me on the highways in this unfriendly landA. E. B. (Author)2
Honest and truly, Lord,Albert E. Brumley (Author)2
Honest and truly, Lord, Sometimes my feet would strayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
How sweet the memory of daysAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I am just another wayworn pilgrimAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I am laying my treasures up in the skyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I am on my journey To that city foursquareAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I am on the way to mansions in the sweetAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
I am so glad I heard my Savior gently pleadingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
I am telling the grand old storyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I am thinking about the day when our Savior knelt down to prayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I am thinking of a celebrationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I believe that Jesus died on the crossAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I cannot touch the hem of his garmentAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
I don't know exactly how sweetAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I have been redeemed, I haveAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I have fondest recollection of the days that used to beA. E. B. (Author)2
I have just enlisted in the service of the KingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
I have read about that city gransAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I have read about the beauties of the South SeasA. E. B. (Author)2
I have started for a city in a land of fadeless dayA. E. B. (Author)2
I have started for a city on that bright eternalAlbert Brumley (Author)2
I hear a mighty chorus sweetly singing over on that bright, eternal shoreAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I know there is a land of beautiful flowersAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
I used to be a sinner, an erring childAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I used to be a sinner and my load was hard to bearAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I wandered again to my home in the mountainsA. E. B. (Author)2
I wandered again to my old cabin homeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I want to be an example for the turthAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I was listening in to a radio stationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I was once lost in sin, despairingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I was turning through my mother's dear BibleA. E. B. (Author)2
I was wandering far from Jesus in the paths of sin and shameAlbert E. Brumley (Author)7
I went on a visit, On a heavenly visitAlbert E. brumley (Author)2
I will meet you in the morning by the bright river sideAlbert E. Brumley (Author)28
If I had all the words in our languageA. E. B. (Author)2
If I owned all the gold and the silverAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If the Love of God has saved youAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
If the Savior came to your house unexpectedA. E. B. (Author)2
If working and praying has any rewardAlbert E. Brumley (Author)11
If you are burdened down with careAlbert E. Brumley (Author)9
If you are burdened, weary and oppressedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you have never heard the storyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you travel sin's uncertain wayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you wander all alone in sinAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you want to be a ChristianAlbert E. Brumley (Author)1
If you will give to me your undivided attentionA. E. B. (Author)2
If you would be a true discipleAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you would ever do your very bestAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
If you've never known the glory ofAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I'll meet you in the morningAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I'm going to a celebrationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
I'm only an orphanAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I'm pressing on through this world of careAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I'm traveling on to the new JerusalemAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
I'm waiting by the river sideAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
In a land far away is a soldier todayA. E. B. (Author)2
In a little while this fleeting lifeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
In sin I once was straying, no thought of ever prayingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
In the long ago the precious Savior'sAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
In the new found way, the gospel highwayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
In the new found way, the gospel highway Leading to the home eternalAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
In this busy life with its changing scenesAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
In this world I've tried most everything And I'm happy now to sayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)13
Is there anybody here todayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
It seemed I had traveled for agesAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
It was springtime, the flowers were gayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
It was the blood of the crucified OneAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I've a friend close by my sideA. E. B. (Author)2
I've a smile of gladnessAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've been reading my BibleAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've had the blood appliedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I've heard them sing of home sweet homeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've heard them sing He paid the priceAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I've just about tarried long enough hereAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've read about a city foursquare, a city of eternal lightAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Jesus gave his life a ransom yonder on CalvaryAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
Jesus gave His life to pardon every nationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Just beyond death's rolling riverAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Let me go down to the banks of the riverAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Life's few allotted years is but a trailAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Lily white hands will lead meAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Listen to the voices sweetly callingA. E. B. (Author)2
Long ago in old Judea by the GalileanAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Look to the western horizonA. E. B. (Author)2
Looking back through the years to a mangerAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Lord, how well do I know I'll have little to showAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Lord, I sometimes feel Just like a strangerAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
Lord, I would not ask a special blessingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Many are wanedring out in darknessAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Many have loads to bearAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Many the time I am torn with disappointmentA. E. B. (Author)2
Many years I roamed, many years I trodAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
May we all walk closer to Thy sideAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Mine has been a life of sorrowAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
My race is nearly run, my workAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
No matter how dark the nightAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
No place to hide when days are long and drearyA. E. B. (Author)2
O listen to the voice of JesusAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Often the burdens of life seem hardAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Often times I sit sown in my parlorAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Often when the evening shadowsAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
On that eternal morning in yonder landAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
On the cross of Calvary our blessed Savior diedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
On the rugged cross of Calvary, Jesus gave His life for youAlbert E. Brumley (Author)20
Once from God I wanderedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Once I wandered out in sin Far, far awayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Once I was sighingA. E. B. (Author)2
Once like a bird in prison I dweltAlbert E. Brumley (Author)13
One by one, the Savior calls his childrenAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
One day I met an old fashioned motherA. E. B. (Author)2
One glad day Jesus cameAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Out in this cold worldAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
Over on the bright elysian shoreA. E. B. (Author)12
Press along weary pilgrim through the strugglesAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Ride on, God's children, to that beautiful landAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Seems that I can see a little chapelAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Since I have turned from sinful pleasureAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Since I reached life's goal I'd like to strollAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Singing, singing every dayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
So many years I wandered, precious momentsAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
So oft I dream of heavenAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Some day I shall stand in God's cityAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Some day our last goodbyes on earthAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Some delightful morning we shall have a better lifeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Some glad morning when this life is o'erAlbert E. Brumley (Author)43
Some mother's boy has gone astrayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Some people often ask me where I goAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Somebody ought to go and work for JesusAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Somebody's been a friend indeedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Somebody's blue, weary and blueAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Somehow tonight I'm lonesomeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Sometimes the roses bloom and every thing is gayA. E. B. (Author)2
Sometimes when my pathway I hardly can seeA. E. B. (Author)2
Sometimes when sorrow overcomes us and the darkness hovers lowAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Somewhere deep in the hillsAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Soon we'll come to the end of life's journeyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)26
Sure, there's a God who is ruling on highAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Thank God! I truly can say that I've been born againAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
The world's greatest story in the BibleAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
The world's greatest story in the Bible is toldAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There are mansions high, there are mansions wideAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There are mothers with beautiful featuresAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There is a city, bright eternalAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There is a most wondrous cityAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
There is an old fashioned cabinAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
There is gladness all aroundAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There is many a cross to carryAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
There is plenty of sunshineAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There's a certain feelingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There's a city of light, where there cometh no nightAlbert Brumley (Author)6
There's a city over there, a city bright and fairAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There's a heavenly land of peace and joy eternalAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There's a little old church in a valleyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There's a little pine log cabinAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
There's a valley where the mocking birds are singingA. E. B. (Author)2
There's a way that leads to joys of everlasting lifeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
There's an old ramshackle shackAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
They crucified my Savior (Brumley)Albert E. Brumley (Author)2
They killed my Lord on CalvaryAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
They're having a big revivalAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
This world is not my home, I'm just a passing throughAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Though a pilgrim, a stranger, a beggar I beAlbert E. Brumley (Author)7
Though you wander in the bywaysAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
To the flaming field of battle! We are marching to warAlbert E. Brumley (Author)1
We are a band of Christians marchingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
We love the Red, White and BlueA. E. B. (Author)2
Well, I went down to the big camp meetin'Albert E. Brumley (Author)4
Well, who could it be that tenderly holds my trembling handA. E. B. (Author)2
We've answered to the battle cry to conquer over sinA. E. B. (Author)2
What a happy day of jubilationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
What makes the flowersAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When heavy burdens oppress meAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When I have reached myAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When I reach that golden shoreAlbert E. Brumley (Author)1
When my spirits are low and my footsteps are slowAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
When my time comes to cross o'er the riverAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When the Savior gave hisAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When the storms of life are raging all around youA. E. B. (Author)1
When the world would try to leadAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When you by sorrow are distressedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When you have reached the end of your journeyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When you're feeling discouraged and lonelyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
While traveling upon the sands of timeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Why am I weepingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Why must the world be tornAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Wonderful the praise that is coming from heaven, over on the bright eternal shoreA. E. B. (Author)2
Won't it be a happy, happy dayA. E. B. (Author)6
Won't it be a happy morning over the seaAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
You better get acquainted with your Lord a little betterA. E. B. (Author)6
You may not feel the gentle handAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2

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