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 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.
Bridge:
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 --
Baby and Joe, 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.
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 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.
Bridge:
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 --
Baby and Joe, 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.