When I'm Sixty-Four
-Lennon/McCartney

When 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'd been out til quarter to three
Would 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 could scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, Chuck and Dave.

Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
Stating point of veiw
Indicate precisely what you need to say
Yours sincerly, 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.

"How long are you going to last?" Well, you can't say. You could be pigheaded and say "Yeah.We're going to last ten years." But as soon as you said that, we're lucky if we could last three months.
-John Lennon