Beatles - When I′m Sixty-Four

When I get old and losing my hair,

Many years from now



Will you still be sending me the Valentine,

Birthday greetings, bottle of wine

If I stay out till quarter to three

Wold you lock the door

Will you still need me, will you still feed me

When I′m sixty-four.

You′ll be older too,

And if you say the word I could stay with you.

I could be handy mending a fuse

When your lights have gone

You can knit a sweater by the fireside

Sunday morning go for a ride

Doing the garden, digging the weeds,

Who could ask for more

Will you still need me, will you still feed me

When I′m sixty-four.

Every summer we can rent a cottage in the Isle of Wight,

if it′s not too dear

We shall scrimp and save

Grandchildren on your knee

Vera, Chuck & Dave

Send me a postcard, drop me a line

Stating point of view

indicate precisely what you mean to say

Yours sincerely, wasting away

Give me your answer, fill in a form,

Mine for evermore,

Will you still need me, will you still feed me

When I′m sixty-four.

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