I was wrong about Dave Burland's first person. I found a tape (reel). These are the words of his fine rendering.

HIS NAME IS ANDREW
David Ackles
Transcribed from the singing of Dave Burland

His name is Andrew.
He works in a canning factory.
He doesn't have a friend.
He chooses to wait alone for his life to end.
When Andrew was just a little boy,
He knew all the words to all the hymns of joy,
And he sang them on Sunday,
And he sang them on Monday,
And in April and in May,
He heard them say:
God is love, God is love,
And he believed it.

This child was Andrew.
He lived in a world of innocence
On him the lion grinned.
He sang in the arms of God as he strung
When Andrew was tall and twenty-one,
He wandered from God and wondered what he'd done,
But he still sang on Sunday,
Though he muddled through Monday
With a silence in his head.
Till in jest it said:
God is dead, God is dead,
And he believed it.

This man was Andrew.
Hearing a voice he thought was stilled,
Into the arms of grace.
He stumbled through darkened doors to a lighted place.
When Andrew returned to love and light,
He lifted his voice and sang away the night,
But the preacher from Sunday
Heard him singing on Monday,
And he stopped him with a word.
In the dark he heard
God is dead, God is dead,
And he believed it.

My name is Andrew.
I work in a canning factory.
I do not have a friend.
I choose to wait alone for this life to end.