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 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 be adding a thing or two,
A wing or two.
We will make changes as any fam'ly will,
But we will always 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,
The folks who like to be called,
What they have always been called,
The
folks
who
live
on
the
hill.
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- Beethoven: Symphony No. 5, Piano Concerto No. 4
- Sophisticated Lady
- Miscellaneous
- Out of the Blue (Remastered)
- Early Hours
- Hush-A-Bye
- The Songs Carmen Sang
- Love You Madly
- As Time Goes By
- Jazz in the Wee Small Hours
- Jazz Evening - Smooth Sounds
- Jazz: The Ladies, Vol. 1
- Midnight Symphony
- Forever Jazz - 20 Outstanding Performances
- Whisper Sweet
- Carol Sings
- Essential Jazz, Vol. 12
- 140 Greatest Jazz Classics
- Jazz: Love
- Jazz: The Ladies - Vol. 2