G C G
i’m satisfied with just a cottage below
G D G
a little silver , and a little gold
G C G
but in that city , where the ransomed will shine
G D G
i want a gold one , that’s silver lined

C G
i’ve got a mansion just over the hilltop
D G
in that bright land where we’ll never grow old
C G
and someday yonder , we’ll never more wander
D G
but walk on streets that are purest gold

G C G
though often tempted , tormented and tempted
G D G
and like the prophet , my pillow a stone
G C G
and though i find here , no permanent dwelling
G D G
i know he’ll give me a mansion my own

G C G
don’t think me poor or , deserted or lonely
G D G
i’m not discouraged , i’m heaven bound
G C G
i’m just a pilgrim in search of that city
G D G
i want a mansion , a harp , and a crown