The Folks Who Live On The Hill

Many men with lofty aims,
Strive for lofty goals,
Others play at smaller games,
Being simpler souls.

I am of the latter brand;
All I want to do,
Is to find a spot of land,
And live there with you.

Someday we'll build a home on [C7]a hilltop high,
You and [Bm]I,
Shiny and [Bm]new a cottage that two can fill.
And we'll be [Am]pleased to [C7]be [Am]called,
"The folks who live on [C7]the hill".

Someday we may be [Am]adding a thing or two,
A wing or two.
We will make changes as any fam'ly will,
But we will always be [Am]called,
"The folks who live on [C7]the hill".

Our veranda will command [Bm]a view of meadows green,
The sort of view that seems to [C7]want to [C7]be [Am]seen.
And when the kids grow up and [Bm]leave us,
We'll sit and [Bm]look at the same old view,
Just we two.

Darby and [Bm]Joan who used to [C7]be [Am]Jack and [Bm]Jill,
The folks who like [F]to [C7]be [Am]called,
What they have always been called,
"The folks who live on [C7]the hill".