Mansion Over the Hilltop

(Words & music by Ira Stamphill)



I'm satisfied with just a cottage below,

A little silver and a little gold;

But in that city where the ransome will shine,

I want a gold one that's silver-lined.



Chorus:

I've got a mansion just over the hilltop,

In that bright land where we'll never grow old;

And someday yonder we will never more wonder,

But walk on streets that are pure as gold.



--- Instrumental ---



Don't think me poor or deserted or lonely

I'm not discouraged, I'm heaven bound;

I'm but a pilgrim in search of a city,

I want a mansion, a harp and a crown.



Chorus:

I've got a mansion just over the hilltop,

In that bright land where we'll never grow old;

And someday yonder we will never more wonder,

But walk on streets that are pure as gold.



Chorus:

We've got a mansion just over the hilltop,

In that bright land where we'll never grow old;

And someday yonder we will never more wonder,

But walk on streets that are pure as gold...