Текст (слова) песни: Elvis Presley - Mansion over the Hilltop
(Words & music by Ira Stamphill) I`m satisfied with just a cottage below A little silver and a little gold But in that city where the ransomed will shine I want a gold one that`s silver lined
I`ve got a mansion just over the hilltop In that bright land where we`ll never grow old And some day yonder we will never more wander But walk on streets that are purest gold
Don`t think me poor or deserted or lonely I`m not discouraged I`m heaven bound I`m but a pilgrim in search of the city I want a mansion, a harp and a crown
I`ve got a mansion just over the hilltop In that bright land where we`ll never grow old And some day yonder we will never more wander But walk on streets that are purest gold
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