50 Years long ago.
We were young
and rearing to go.

50 Years
long ago.


50 Years
so long ago.
We spread our wings.

Just look at them glow.

We soared high and free

arm-in-arm with degree.
It was 1962.


New dreams emerged.
Our trails diverged.
Time to wave adieu.


50 Years
so long ago.

Hopes as pure
as a new-fallen snow.


50 Years
ages ago.
We lost our way.

Hard times laid us low.

We cried like hell

when we stumbled and fell.
Broken dreams don't heal that fast.
We reached and achieved.

Loved and conceived.
Found our way at last.


Times have changed
since '62.
Come to think

we have too.

If you're down

or feeling blue
just hold this chord
'tween me and you.


[Let me say that again]


If you're down
or feeling blue
just close your eyes

and we're there with you.

We'll walk arm-in-arm

forming one golden hue
fifty years tried and true.


We'll walk arm-in-arm
singing right on cue.
We're the class of '62.


We'll walk arm-in-arm
forming one golden hue

fifty years tried and true.

We'll walk arm-in-arm

singing right on cue.
We're the class of '62.


The class of '62...