Someday, we build a home on a hilltop high, you and I
Shiny and new, a cottage that two can fill
And we be pleased to be called
The folks who live on the hill
Someday, we may be add a wing or two, a thing 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 that same old view, Just we two
Darby and Joan, who used to be Jack and Jill,
The folks like to be called,
What they have always been called,
"The folks who live on the hill".