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)AsInstancessort icon
When I reach that golden shoreAlbert E. Brumley (Author)1
If you want to be a ChristianAlbert E. Brumley (Author)1
Hark, I hear the voice of Jesus To the harvest fields awayA. E. B. (Arranger)1
There is gladness all aroundAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Gone is all my weight of sinAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Often when the evening shadowsAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you will give to me your undivided attentionA. E. B. (Author)2
They crucified my Savior (Brumley)Albert E. Brumley (Author)2
I'll meet you in the morningAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There is many a cross to carryAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Once from God I wanderedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There is plenty of sunshineAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I'm only an orphanAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There's a certain feelingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
One by one, the Savior calls his childrenAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When my time comes to cross o'er the riverAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I'm pressing on though this world of careAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Here so oft we are turned fromAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When the Savior gave hisAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
In the new found way, the gospel highway Leading to the home eternalAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There's a city over there, a city bright and fairAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Here we move from place to placeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When the world would try to leadAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
In this busy life with its changing scenesAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've a smile of gladnessAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There's a little old church in a valleyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Honest and truly, Lord,Albert E. Brumley (Author)2
When you by sorrow are distressedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've been reading my BibleAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
How sweet the memory of daysAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Seems that I can see a little chapelAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When you have reached the end of your journeyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There's a way that leads to joysAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I am just another wayworn pilgrimAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Since I have turned from sinful pleasureAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When you're feeling discouraged and lonelyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
It seemed I had traveled for agesAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've heard them sing of home sweet homeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I am laying my treasures up in the skyAlbert 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
Adown that lonesome road to heaven's blestAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
It was springtime, the flowers were gayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've heard them sing we paid the priceAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
So many years I wandered, precious momentsAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
It was the blood of the crucifiedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've just about tarried long enough hereAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
They're having a big revivalAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
As I go traveling day by dayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Why am I weepingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I've read about a city foursquareAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Why must the world be tornAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Just beyond death's rolling riverAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Far beyond this land of sorrowA. E. B. (Author)2
I am telling the grand old storyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Some mother's boy has gone astrayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If the Savior came to your houseAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
We are a band of Christians marchingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I am thinking of a celebrationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
As you wend your way to the soul's abodeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
You may not feel the gentle handAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Well, who could it be that tenderlyA. E. B. (Author)2
Back through the years I'd like to wendAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Honest and truly, Lord, sometimesAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Lily white hands will lead meAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
By the crystal river we shall liveAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There's a heavenly land of peace and joy eternalAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Long ago in old Judea by the GalileanAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you are burdened, weary and oppressedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
What a happy day of jubilationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I don't know exactly how sweetAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Come and listen in to a radio stationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
This world is not my home, I'm just a passing throughAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Every evening when I count my blessingsA. E. B. (Author)2
What makes the flowersAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I have been redeemed, I haveAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Somehow tonight I'm lonesomeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Cual ave triste en su prisiónAlbert Brumley (Author)2
If you have never heard the storyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When heavy burdens oppress meAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Somewhere deep in the hillsAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
El mundo no es mi hogarAlbert Brumley (Author)2
If you travel sin's uncertain wayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
When I have reached myAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I have read about that city gransAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
All the world is bright and cheeryA. E. B. (Author)2
If you wander all alone in sinAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I went on a visit, On a heavenly visitAlbert E. brumley (Author)2
I have started for a city on that bright eternalAlbert Brumley (Author)2
No place to hide when days are long and drearyA. E. B. (Author)2
If I had all the words in our languageA. E. B. (Author)2
Many have loads to bearAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you would ever do your very bestAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Many years I roamed, many years I trodAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you would be a true discipleAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I was turning through my mother's dear BibleA. E. B. (Author)2
Every time I feel the least bit unworthyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
May we all walk closerAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
If you've never known the glory ofAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
The world's greatest story in the BibleAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Everybody it seems has a cabinAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Mine has been a life of sorrowAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
In a little while this fleeting lifeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I used to be a sinner and my load wasAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
The world's greatest story in the Bible is toldAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Far beyond the clouds a home is waitingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
In the long ago the precious Savior'sAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There are mansions high, there are mansions wideAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
No matter how dark the nightAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
I want to be an example for the turthAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
There is a city, bright eternalAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
For the truth and the rightAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Do you live a life that's true for the One who died for you?A. E. B. (Author)2
I was listening in to a radio stationAlbert 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
Often times I sit sown in my parlorAlbert E. Brumley (Author)2
Have you ever been down to community singAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I've had the blood appliedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
There's an old ramshackle shackAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
They killed my Lord on CalvaryAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I am on my journey To that city foursquareAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Some day our last goodbyes on earthAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Let me go down to the banks of the riverAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Some people often ask me where I goAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Life's few allotted years is but a trailAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I believe that Jesus died on the crossAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Somebody's blue, weary and blueAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Looking back through the years to a mangerAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I have just enlisted in the service of the KingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Dear Lord of Calvary, again I come to theeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Lord, how well do I know I'll have little toAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Dreamin' in the glimerin' twilight, dreamin' of a flickerin' firelightAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Lord, I would not ask a special blessingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Every springtime gayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I used to be a sinner, an erring childAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
My race is nearly run, my workAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I wandered again to my old cabin homeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
Flowers blooming in the wild woodAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
There is a most wondrous cityAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I was once lost in sin, despairingAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
There is an old fashioned cabinAlbert E. Brumley (Author)3
I'm traveling on to the new JerusalemAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Press along weary pilgrim through the strugglesAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Is there anybody here todayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
You better get acquainted with your Lord a little betterA. E. B. (Author)4
While traveling upon the sands of timeAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
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
If the Love of God has saved youAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Somebody ought to go and work for JesusAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Well, I went down to the big camp meetin'Albert E. Brumley (Author)4
I cannot touch the hem of his garmentAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Somebody's been a friend indeedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Sure, there's a God who is ruling on highAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
When my spirits are low and my footsteps are slowAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
I know there is a land of beautiful flowersAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
Often the burdens of life seem hardAlbert E. Brumley (Author)4
I'm going to a celebrationAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Here so many are breaking traditionsAlbert Brumley (Author)5
Ride on, God's children, to that beautiful landAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Won't it be a happy, happy dayA. E. B. (Author)5
There's a little pine log cabinAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Some day I shall stand in God's cityAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Won't it be a happy morning over the seaAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Ever since Jesus saved and pardonedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Thank God! I truly can say that I've been born againAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
Every time I do a deedAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
In the new found way, the gospel highwayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)5
There's a city of light, where there cometh no nightAlbert Brumley (Author)6
Out in this cold worldAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
Jesus gave his life a ransom yonder on CalvaryAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
Though a pilgrim, a stranger, a beggar I beAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
Lord, I sometimes feel Just like a strangerAlbert E. Brumley (Author)6
I was wandering far from Jesus in the paths of sin and shameAlbert E. Brumley (Author)7
Here I stand beside death's chilly waters waiting for my final callAlbert E. Brumley (Author)8
If you are burdened down with careAlbert E. Brumley (Author)9
If working and praying has any rewardAlbert E. Brumley (Author)11
Over on the bright elysian shoreA. E. B. (Author)11
As I journey through this vale of sorrowAlbert E. Brumley (Author)12
Once like a bird in prison I dweltAlbert E. Brumley (Author)13
In this world I've tried most everything And I'm happy now to sayAlbert E. Brumley (Author)13
On the rugged cross of Calvary, Jesus gave His life for youAlbert E. Brumley (Author)18
Soon we'll come to the end of life's journeyAlbert E. Brumley (Author)26
I will meet you in the morning by the bright river sideAlbert E. Brumley (Author)27
As I travel through this pilgrim landAlbert E. Brumley (Author)32
Some glad morning when this life is o'erAlbert E. Brumley (Author)43

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