Hymn/Song Information

There are people who would rather live

There are people who would
rather live in splendor
And brag about their
msilver and their gold,
And people who would trade
God's promise
For its glory to hold;
There are people who would
rather live in mansions,
There are people who would
rather live abroad,
But I'd rather have a little log cabin
By the side of the road.

I'd rather live by the side of the road
And try to point souls to the blest abode
Than to be a king or a millionaire
And live in mansions in bright array.
I'd rather do a neighborly deed
For a traveler here or a friend in need,
I'd rather live by the side of the road
And help some pilgrim along life's way.

Ev'ry day I want to be
a friendly neighbor
And try to help somebody on the way;
I want my life to tell for Jesus
Ev'ry hour of the day;
Take away my ev'ry thought
of fame and fortune,
Take away my ev'ry
thought of rich abode
And leave me just a little log cabin
By the side of the road.

I'd rather live by the side of the road
And try to point souls to the blest abode
Than to be a king or a millionaire
And live in mansions in bright array.
I'd rather do a neighborly deed
For a traveler here or a friend in need,
I'd rather live by the side of the road
And help some pilgrim along life's way.

I would rather have
a cabin by the roadside
Where the pilgrimage
of man is passing by
Help to point some soul to Jesus
And that city on high;
Ev'ry day I want to help to scatter roses,
Ev'ry night I want my
lamp to shine abroad
With a welcome
from my little bay window
By the side of the road.

I'd rather live by the side of the road
And try to point souls to the blest abode
Than to be a king or a millionaire
And live in mansions in bright array.
I'd rather do a neighborly deed
For a traveler here or a friend in need,
I'd rather live by the side of the road
And help some pilgrim along life's way.