An old log house and it half-built A home made bed just one old quilt A Holy Bible that ma left to me Makes me as rich as rich can be My friends have gold yet they are sad They own the best that can be had While I just live from day to day I know the Lord will make a way My corn crib's filled with nothing but cobs Cause corn won't grow on these poor knobs The sun's too hot and the rain won't fall There's a cloud in the sky but it's too small My housetop leaks and I get damp Here on this earth I'm called a tramp But I can smile and feel so proud I know my home's beyond the clouds My old hound dog is growing thin Like me he only has two friends I'm sure that if we only knew He longs for heaven like me and you My shoes are thin my feet get cold But I trudge on to make my goal For I can smile and feel so proud I know my home's beyond the clouds I know my home's beyond the clouds