We're some guys who used to steal from
Freshmen's repertoire
We just took some scores
We wrote them down -
made them
our own...
Now we hope that you'll forgive us
We were not, like you; ambitious
We just had a ball
That's what we recall
We were travelling around
tryin' to blueprint your great sound
Fifty years of celebration
This is not by far last station
Freshmen sound will last in our ears
And when you
look around to-day you realize
that we are still in love with you
Maybe you were ment to be our love
forever
Bob, Ross, Ken and all you others
we regard you as our brothers
Yes! we truly do
We're in love with you
And if once your song should fade,
think of all the joy you've made
Somebody loves you
You're everything
For your hearts are (still)
full of Spring
Happy Birthday to you!
Click HERE to hear it!
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