Cabin in Gloryland Many years I've been looking for a place to call home But I failed here, to find it, so I must travel on Don't care for fine mansions on earths' sinkin' sand Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland. cho: Build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland In the shade of the Tree of Life, that it may ever stand Where I can hear the Angels sing and shake Jesus' hand Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland. There's many dear loved ones, who's gone on the way That great final morning, shall I hear them say Come join in our singing and play in our band Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland. I won't ask You, Dear Saviour, to live in Thy blissFor I feel I'm not worthy, to receive all of this I'm praying Dear Saviour, from Thy blessed hand For just a little cabin in the corner of Gloryland. recorded by Roy Acuff & The Smoky Mountain BoysMGM/Metro M/MS-508 GG APR99
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