Someday, we'll build a home on a hilltop high, you and I
Shiny and new, a cottage that two can fill
And we'll be pleased to be called, "The folks who live on the hill"
Someday, we may be adding a thing or two
A wing or two
We will make changes as any family will
But, we will always be called, "The folks who live on the hill"
Our veranda will command a view of meadows green
The sort of view that seems to want to be seen
And when the kids grow up, and leave us
We'll sit and look at the same old view, just we two
Darby and Joan, who used to be Jack and Jill
The folks who like to be called, what they have always been called
"The folks who live on the hill"
