Gloryland (Cabin in the Corner)
James Lloyd Morrison
Oooooohhh (etc)
Many years I’ve been searching for a place to call my own
But I couldn’t seem to find it so I’ll just carry on
Now I don’t care for fine mansions on the earth’s sinking sand
Although I’ll build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland.
Build me a little cabin in the corner of Gloryland
In the shade of the tree of life where it shall ever stand
Well I can’t listen to the angels sing and hold the Lord Jesus’ hand
Until I build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland.
Gloryland…
Oh— yeah yeah yeah Gloryland
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Yeah all my life I’ve been searching for a place to call my own
But I couldn’t seem to find it so I’ll just carry on
Now I don’t care for fine mansions on the earth’s sinking sand
Oh-oh I’ll build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland.
Oh-oh build me a little cabin in the corner of Gloryland
In the shade of the tree of life where it shall ever stand
Well I can’t listen to the angels sing and hold the Lord Jesus’ hand
Although I’ll build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland.
Gloryland…
Oh— yeah
Although I’ll build me a cabin in the corner of Gloryland….