Story Behind The Song

Both Norm and Guy are 50 or near it! We feel our mortality and wanted to reflect on it.

Song Description

The song looks at the changes we'd like to see occur in the next 50 years: including personal and world-wide parameters.

Lyrics

The Next Fifty Years Guy Parker / Norm Feld

Verse 1
Twenty-six hundred weeks ago when I was just a kid
I never thought I?d get this old but, man I surely did.
Half a century?s come and gone they say it?s all downhill from here,
But I?ve given it some thought, and I?d like to hang around another fifty years?

Chorus 1
In the Next Fifty Years
I wanna take the grandkids to Yosemite.
Show them all the beauty of the Redwood trees.
We can kick around in our old dungarees.
Till the great grandkids come along, I hope I have a knee that they can sit on.

In fifty years give me five good decades without regrets,
half a dozen Series? for the New York Mets.
I hope you?ll still want to dance with me
At our eightieth anniversary? In fifty years.


Verse 2
Hope the kids can all stay well and keep their noses clean.
I hope they?ll keep believin? in what good family means.
And if I can just keep rollin? on you can bet that I?ll be there
To offer an old fools advice, ?n? let ?em know I?ll always care

Chorus 2
In the Next Fifty Years
I wanna see the world from the stratosphere?
Maybe we can all get along down here
Where the air is fresh and the water?s clear.
And if it doesn?t get too late we can see all fifty states.

In fifty yearsLook me up in twenty fifty-six,
I?m sure to be right there in the mix.
And it shouldn?t be too hard
to get my White House birthday card in fifty years.

*Bridge
Give me family give me health and just a few good friends
I don?t know what came before us, I don?t know what comes after us but I?d like to think that maybe, we?re only halfway there.

Chorus 3
In fifty years
Maybe our folks?ll finally get along
Maybe we can write another real good song
I hope that I can feel like I still belong.
And I?ll still be here with you
To see our babies? dreams come true.

And in fifty years
I hope we can remember where we came from,
And when it comes to war there wouldn?t be none.
And I?d like to see the day
They can take all pain away.

In fifty years
I wanna take the grandkids to Yosemite
Show them all the beauty of the Redwood trees.
We can roll around in our old dungarees.
Till the great grandkids come along, I hope I have a knee that they can sit on
In fifty years.