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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 recorded "I’ll Fly Away" (one of his most popular songs) in 1931. 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.

Anderson, pp. 200-01
Baxter, pp. 22-24
Findagrave, accessed 14 Nov 2016

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Texts by Albert E. Brumley (187)sort iconAsInstances
Adown that lonesome road to heaven's blestAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
All the world is bright and cheeryA. E. B. (Author)2
As I go traveling day by dayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
As I journey through this vale of sorrowAlbert E. Brumley (Author)10
As I travel through this pilgrim landAlbert E. Brumley (Author)32
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 liveAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Come and listen in to a radio stationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
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 glimmerin'Albert E. Brumley (Author)2
El mundo no es mi hogarAlbert Brumley (Author)2
Ever since Jesus saved and pardonedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
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 cabinAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
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 sorrowAlbert E. Brumley (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)1
Have you ever been down to community singAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Here I stand beside death's chilly watersAlbert E. Brumley (Author)7
Here so many are breaking traditionsAlbert Brumley (Author)5
Here so oft we are turned fromAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Here we move from place to placeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Honest and truly, Lord,Albert E. Brumley (Author)2
Honest and truly, Lord, sometimesAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
How sweet the memory of daysAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I am just another wayworn pilgrimAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
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 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)3
I don't know exactly how sweetAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I have been redeemed, I haveAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I have just enlisted in the service of the KingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I have read about that city gransAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I have started for a city on that bright eternalAlbert Brumley (Author)2
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 wasAlbert E. Brumley (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 JesusAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
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)27
If I had all the words in our languageA. E. B. (Author)2
If the Love of God has saved youAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
If the Savior came to your houseAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If working and praying has any rewardAlbert E. Brumley (Author)10
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)2
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)2
I'm pressing on though this world of careAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I'm traveling on to the new JerusalemAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
In a little while this fleeting lifeAlbert 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)2
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)2
It was springtime, the flowers were gayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
It was the blood of the crucifiedAlbert E. Brumley (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 we paid the priceAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've just about tarried long enough hereAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've read about a city foursquareAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Jesus gave his life a ransom yonder on CalvaryAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
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
Long ago in old Judea by the GalileanAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Looking back through the years to a mangerAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Lord, how well do I know I'll have little toAlbert 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 have loads to bearAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Many years I roamed, many years I trodAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
May we all walk closerAlbert 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
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 the rugged cross of Calvary, Jesus gave His life for youAlbert E. Brumley (Author)18
Once from God I wanderedAlbert E. Brumley (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
Out in this cold worldAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
Over on the bright elysian shoreA. E. B. (Author)11
Press along weary pilgrim through the strugglesAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
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
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 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)4
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
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 sayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
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 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)2
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 way that leads to joysAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
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)6
We are a band of Christians marchingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Well, I went down to the big camp meetin'Albert E. Brumley (Author)4
Well, who could it be that tenderlyAlbert E. Brumley (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 lowAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
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 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
Won't it be a happy, happy dayA. E. B. (Author)5
Won't it be a happy morning over the seaAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
You better get acquainted with your Lord a little betterA. E. B. (Author)4
You may not feel the gentle handAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2

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