(Ira Stamphill)
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I'm satisfied with just a cottage below
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A little silver and a little gold
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But in that city where the ransomed will shine
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I want a gold one that's silver lined
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I've got a mansion just over the hilltop
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In that bright land where we'll never grow old
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And some day yonder we will never more wander
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But walk on streets that are purest gold
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Don't think me poor or deserted or lonely
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I'm not discouraged I'm heaven bound
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I'm but a pilgrim in search of the city
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I want a mansion, a harp and a crown
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I've got a mansion just over the hilltop
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In that bright land where we'll never grow old
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And some day yonder we will never more wander
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But walk on streets that are purest gold
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Mansion Over The Hilltop
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| Elvis Presley |
