Song parody of
The Folks Who Live on the Hill
by Johnny Hartman
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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
And someday
We may be adding a thing or two
A wing or two
We will make changes as any family will
And we'll be pleased to 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 the same old view
Just we two
Darby and Joan
Who used to be Jack and Jill
And we'll be pleased to be called
What we have always been called
The folks who live on the hill
Our veranda will command a view of meadows green
You know the sort of view that seems, seems to wants to be seen
And when the kids grow up and they leave us
We'll sit and look at the same old view
Just we two
Darby and Joan
Used to be Jack and Jill
And we'll be pleased to be called
What we have always been called
The folks who live on the hill
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
And someday
We may be adding a thing or two
A wing or two
We will make changes as any family will
And we'll be pleased to 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 the same old view
Just we two
Darby and Joan
Who used to be Jack and Jill
And we'll be pleased to be called
What we have always been called
The folks who live on the hill
Our veranda will command a view of meadows green
You know the sort of view that seems, seems to wants to be seen
And when the kids grow up and they leave us
We'll sit and look at the same old view
Just we two
Darby and Joan
Used to be Jack and Jill
And we'll be pleased to be called
What we have always been called
The folks who live on the hill
