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