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