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Someday we'll build a house on a hilltop high |
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You and I, shiny and new a cottage that two can fill |
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And we'll be pleased to be called |
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The folks who live on the hill |
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Someday we may be adding a thing or two, a wing or two |
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We will make changes as any fam'ly will |
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And we will be pleased to be called |
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The folks who live on the hill |
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Our veranda will command a view of meadows green |
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The sort of view that seems to want to be seen |
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And when our kids grow up and leave us |
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We'll sit and look at the same old view, just we two |
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Darby and Joan, who used to be Jack and Jill |
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And we'll be pleased to be called |
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What we have always been called |
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The folks who live on the hill |
