Bill Monroe - Lord Build Me A Cabin In Gloryland lyrics

Many years I've been lookin' for a place to call home

But I still didn't find it so I must travel on

I don't care for the fine mansions on earth's sinkin sand

Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland

Lord build me just a cabin in the corner of gloryland

In the shade of his tree of life that it may ever stand

Where I can hear the angels and shake Jesus' hand

Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland

Listen Lord I'm not askin' to live in the midst

For I know that I'm not worthy of such splendor as this

When I ask Him for mercy while humbly I stand

Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland

I've many dear loved one's who've gone on this way

On the grapevine of mournin' shall I hear them all say

Come and join in the singin' and play in our band

Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland