Someday
We'll build a home
On a hilltop high
You and I
Shiny anew
A cottage the 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
When the kids grow up
And leave us
We'll sit and look
At that same old view
Just we two Harry and me
We used to be Jack and Jill
The folks who like to be called
But they have always been called The
folks who live On the hill