(Lord build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland)

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

But I've failed here to find it so I must travel on

I don't care for fine mansions on earth sinking sand

Lord build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland

Yes build me just a cabin in the corner of Gloryland

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

Where I can just hear the angels sing and shake Jesus hand

Lord build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland

[ piano ]

I have many dear loved ones to help on this way

On the great final morning I can hear them all say

Come and join in our singing and play in our band

Lord build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland

Yes build me just a cabin...

Lord build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland