Built To Last

I made a trip back to my hometown last week
For my grandparents fifty year anniversry
It was black leather wingtips, and big bouffant hair
Your typical senior affair


They were cuttin the rug to a Glen Miller tune
When someone stood up and tapped a glass with a spoon
It was old Eddie Vickers granddaddys best man
And his very best friend to this day
And his eyes grew misty as he raised his champagne


He said, Heres to the makers of things built to last
Like church bells and bridges, and baseball on grass
Like Ferguson tractors and Lucchese boots
My daddys old tools I still use


The pledge of allegiance, the stars and the stripes,
The words in the Bible, the sun in the sky
And heres to the twinkle in old married eyes
Still there after fifty years past
Heres to the makers of things built to last"


We live in a world now of plastic and glue
Disposable honor, replaceable truth
And if a pot breaks, why fix it? Man, whats the use?
It costs less to buy it brand new


Oh but lately Ive looked in the eyes of my wife
And I see there what matters the most in this life
And I have decided Im takin a stand
To stay on that fifty year plan
Inspired by the words of a very wise man


He said, Heres to the makers of things built to last
Like church bells and bridges, and baseball on grass
Like Ferguson tractors and Lucchese boots
My daddys old tools I still use


The pledge of allegiance, the stars and the stripes,
The words in the Bible, the sun in the sky
And heres to the twinkle in old married eyes
Still there after fifty years past
Heres to the makers of things built to last"
Heres to the makers of things built to last