A little silver and a little gold
I want a gold one, that silver line.
I've got a mansion just over the hilltop,
In that bright land where
I'm but a pilgrim in search of a city
I want a mansion, a harp and a crown
I've got a mansion just over the hilltop
In that bright land where
But walk on streets that are pure
I've got a mansion just over the hilltop
where we'll never grow old
But walk on streets that are purest gold
But walk on streets that are
