When I'm Sixty-Four (Viewed 370 times)

Lyrics / Letter T / The Beatles Songs

Hen I get older, losing my hair,
Many years from now,
Will you still be sending me a valentine,
Birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I’dbeen out till quarter to three,
Would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I’m sixty-four?

Oo-oo-
You'll be older too.
Ah -
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 mornings, 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?

Ev´ry summer we can rent a cottage in the isle of wight
If it's not too dear.
We shall scrimp and save.
(we shall scrimp and save)
Grandchildren on your knee,
Vera, chuck and Dave.

Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
Stating points of view.
Indicate precisely what you mean to say,
Yours sincerely wasting away.
Give me your answer, fill in a form,
Mine forever more.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I’m sixty-four?

Ho!