I made a trip back to my hometown last week   For my grandparents' 50 year anniversary   It was black leather wingtips and big bouffant hair   Your typical senior affair      They were cutting a rug to a Glen Miller tune   When someone stood up and tapped a glass with a spoon   It was old Eddie Vickers, Granddaddy's best man   And his very best friend to this day   And his eyes grew misty as he raised his champagne      He said, ?Here's to the makers of things built to last   Like church bells and bridges and baseball on grass   Like Ferguson tractors and Lucchese boots   My daddy's 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 here's to the twinkle in old married eyes   Still there after fifty years past   Here's to the makers of things built to last?      We live in a world now of plastic and glue   Disposable honor, replaceable truth   If a pot breaks, why fix it, man, what's the use?   It costs less to buy it brand new      Oh, but lately I've looked in the eyes of my wife   And I see there what matters the most in this life   And I have decided I'm taking a stand   To stay on that fifty year plan   Inspired by the words of a very wise man      He said, ?Here's to the makers of things built to last   Like church bells and bridges and baseball on grass   Like Ferguson tractors and Lucchese boots   My daddy's old tools I still use?      ?'The Pledge Of Allegiance', the Stars and the Stripes   The words in the Bible, sun in the sky   And here's to the twinkle in old married eyes   Still there after fifty years past   Here's to the makers of things built to last   Here's to the makers of things built to last"