[Verse 1]
Fifty years started in West Pennsylvania
Coulda been Paris or Rome or Duluth
But fifty years started in West Pennsylvania
And that's how you know that I'm telling the truth
'Cause fifty years isn't some fairytale story
Some Hollywood horseshit, some old country song
It starts out as nothing, and grows
'Til it's fifty years long

[Verse 2]
One year is easy, five years whatever
And ten years, or twelve, now you're starting to learn
It's climbing and driving, giving up something
And praying you like what you got in return
And what is this city? And who are these people?
And how did we get here? And did we go wrong?
Well, keep holding hands, kids
You grew something fifty years long

[Bridge]
It's fifty years fighting, and fifty years dancing
And fifty years chancing the wheel
It's fifty years reaching, and fifty years growing
And fifty years knowing it's real
It's real
[Verse 3]
It's funny someone looks fifty years different
But still looks the same, give or take, more or less
It's funny to think 18,000 days later
What you might have been if you hadn't said yes
But look at us crying, and look at us laughing
And here's what we're thinking in case it's not clear
If that love could happen in West Pennsylvania
Who knows what could happen right here
So come tell the story of how you can do it
It's love, and it's luck, and it's sacred and strong
It starts out as nothing, then grows
'Til it's fifty years long

[Coda]
You start out with nothing
And grow something fifty years long