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There's folks building homes as sweet as can be
They're leveling their yards and planting their trees
But my little hut, I'll just let it be
Lord Jesus, is building a mansion for me
A mansion for me, a mansion for me
(A mansion for me, a mansion for me)
Built by my Lord, beyond Calvary
But my little hut, I'll just let it be
Lord Jesus, is building a mansion for me
Each day I am getting more ready to go
He's cleansing my sins more whiter than snow
I'm packing my troubles I'm bound with his love
Get ready to move to Heaven above
To you who have homes in this world below
Driving fine cars wherever you go
There's coming a time when we'll all pass away
Get ready to move with me on that day
