How about "THE FOLKS WHO LIVE ON THE HILL?"
Some day, we'll sit and look at that 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 folk who live on the hill.
"Side by Side"
When they've all had their troubles and parted,
We’ll be the same as we started,
Traveling our road,
Sharing our load,
Side by side.
"SILVER THREADS AMONG THE GOLD"
But my darling you will be, will be,
Always young and fair to me.
HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 20-Mar-02.