64 Lyrics & Photos

 

 

 The Class of 64

 
Now  that we’re older, lost all our hair, many years ago
Our memories are fading,  time is flying by
Our  body’s aching,  and we  don’t know why.
 
When we get together it all rushes back, like opening a door
All of the good times, all of the wild times
The Class of ‘64
 
Painting the rock, the dances and games,
 the fun times that went down,
Field trips, the cemetery, tournaments,
The Artic Circle and cruising downtown
 
Crew cuts and  Brylcream, Stretch pants and pegged jeans,
Chadwick’s  Department store,
All of the good times, all of the wild times,
The Class of 64
 
Hiding a 6 pack, sneaking a smoke, dodging all the cops,
Moving pipe, hooky-bobbin’, cutting class,
Letterman Jackets,  and silly Sock hops.
 
Sleeping in study hall, lunch in the gym, and parking until 4
All of the good times, all of the wild times,
The Class of 64
 
All of the wisdom that we have gained from Rowland, Hale, and Bell,
Loula,  Reed, and Anderson, and Holyoak,
 Hayhurst , Kugler….we all did so well…
 
Sweet and Van Orden, Finis and Schiess  and  many, many more
All of the good times, all of the wild times,
The Class of 64
 
When we were young, life without care, many years ago,
We thought we all had problems then
 But didn’t at all….what little did we know
 
Now we have lived long lives of our own, we couldn’t ask for more
All of the good times, all of the wild times,
 The Class of 64 
                                         Cindy Wolfenbarger
 
 
 
Mrs. Atherton's First Grade Class
 
Mrs. Horsley's First Grade Class