What's Shakin' On The Hill?

There's a cool wind blowing in the sound of happy people

At a party given for the young and debonair

There's an organ blowing in the breeze

For the dancers hid behind the trees

But I ain't never gonna see

What's shakin' on the hill

That I someday may be joining in is just wishful thinking

'Cause admission's only guaranteed to favored few

There's a waiting list and plenty more

In a long line leading to the door

I will never know for sure

What's shakin' on the hill

I'm too blue to be played with

And I've got heartaches

So they tell me no dice

It isn't allowed in that carefree crowd

To be seen with tears in your eyes

So I make out I haven't thought though I'm a pretender

Kicking cans 'round while that happy sound keeps cracking on

Though I long so strong to be inside

With the blues is where I do reside

I'll forever be denied

What's shakin' on the hill

What's shakin' on the hill

What's shakin', what's shakin' on the hill

What's shakin' on the hill