A Cabin in the Hills

I dreamed I saw Jesus last night
Seated on a mountain in the moonlight
His hands held a key to a cabin
That cabin I'd dreamed of all my life
Money makes the rules we have to live by
A home is just a place they send the bills
God knows why we work and what we pray for
So He's building me a cabin in the hills
Who knows He might be finished in the morning
So I lie awake and take no sleeping pills
God knows I'm not happy in a mansion
So He's building me a cabin in the hills
I live my lonesome life down in a valley with the factories, the rivers, and the mills
Sometimes I can almost hear his hammer 'cause he's building me a cabin in the hills
Someone has to keep the home fire burning
So I sweat and get the harvest in the field
Life on earth won't be the same hereafter, so he's building me a cabin in the hills
I live my lonesome life down in a valley with the factories, the rivers and the mills
Sometimes I can almost hear His hammer 'cause
He's
Building me a cabin in the hills
He's building me a cabin in the hills