Now people who would rather live in splendor
Brag about their silver and their gold
People who would trade God's promise
For its treasure to hold

Now people who would rather live in mansions
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 heavenly cross
   Than to be a king or millionaire
   And live in mansions and bright array

I'd rather do my neighborly deed
Or help some traveler or a friend in need
I'd rather live by the side of the road
And help some pilgrim along life's way

I'd rather have a cabin by the roadside
Where the pilgrim along life's way
Help to point souls to Jesus to that city on high
Every day I want to help scatter roses
Every night I want my light to shine abroad
With a welcome from my little bay wind
By the side of the road