Wonder how I feel living on a hill top
Looking on an ocean, beautiful and still
This is what I need, this is what I've longed for
Someone young and smiling, climbing up my hill
We are not alike, probably I'd bore him
He's a cautious Frenchman, I'm a little hick
Younger men than I, officers and doctors
Probably pursue her, she could have her pick
Wonder why I feel jittery and jumpy
I'm like a schoolgirl waiting before a dance
Can I ask her now? I am like a schoolboy
What will be her answer? Do I have a chance?