In that bright land where we'll never grow old
I'm not discouraged, I'm heaven bound
But in that city where the ransomed will shine
But walk on streets that are pure as gold
I'm but a pilgrim in search of the city
I want a mansion, a harp and a crown
I've got a mansion just over the hilltop
And some day yonder, we will never more wander
Don't think me poor or deserted or lonely
And some day yonder, we will never more wander
I want the gold one that's silver lined
I've got a mansion just over the hilltop
In that bright land where we'll never grow old