(Tom T. Hall)

I don't want my golden slippers when I reach my heaven's home
I just want to see my Jesus sitting there upon his throne
I don't want no fancy mansions just a place to rest my head
Where I rest in peace eternal when I pay my earthly debt.

I don't want my golden slippers when I enter heaven's door
I'll be free to sing his praises where the sun shines evermore
Just a plain and simple cottage down the street from Jesus' door
Where I'll visit with my loved ones who had journeyed on before.

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I don't want my golden slippers just a plain and simply shoes
I don't want my golden pathways just a country road or two
Love to see the devil tremble when he sees me on my knees
I don't want my golden slippers, I'm just longing to be free...