There are people who would rather live in splendor And brag about their silver 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. Refrain: 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. Refrain: 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. Refrain: