It was only fifty years ago,

Sergeant Pepper brought his band to the show;

With its psychedelic songs,

It’s a record that belongs

Amongst the very best we came to know.

 

And in that year did anybody see

That amazing steeplechase at Aintree?

It was really a surprise

When Foinavon took the prize,

As all the others fell at twenty-three.

 

And when Sandie did her Eurovision thing,

Singing out about her Puppet on a String,

She won the song contest

Way ahead of all the rest,

In Vienna with the sixties in full swing.

 

Harold Wilson had us thinking cautiously,

When he said that we would join the EEC,

But it seemed our chance had gone

When Charles De Gaulle said “Non!”,

But the Tories took us in in seventy three.

 

Way back then when I was only in my teens,

And getting right into the music scene,

Despite all my parents moans

Watched the Beatles and the Stones

Every time they would appear on TV screens.

 

So these days when my children talk to me,

Fifty years ago is ancient history;

Though they’re not ecstatic,

They still enjoy my music,

The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.