Lord Build Me A Cabin In Gloryland Lyrics - Bill Monroe

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 sing 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