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Someday we'll build a home |
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On a hilltop high, you and |
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IShiny 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 |
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A thing or two, a wing or two |
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We will make changes as any family will |
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But we will always be called |
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The folks who live on the hill |
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Our veranda will command |
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A view of meadows green |
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The sort of view |
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That seems to want to be seen |
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And when the kids grow up |
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And leave us |
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We'll sit and look |
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At the same old view |
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Just we two |
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Darby and me who used to be |
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Jack and Jill |
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The folks who like to be called |
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What they have always been called |
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The folks who live on the hill |
