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's sinking sand
Lord, build me a cabin in the corner of glory land
yes, build me just a cabin in the corner of glory land
in the peaceful shade of the tree of life that it ever stands
where I can just hear the angels sing and shake Jesus' hand
Lord, build me just a cabin in the corner of glory land
where I can just hear the angels sing and shake Jesus' hand
Lord, build me just a cabin in the corner of glory land