You'll be older too,
I could be handy mending a fuse
Every summer we can rent a cottage in the Isle of Wight,
Give me your answer, fill in a form,
When I'm Sixty-Four
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 till quarter to three
Would you lock the door
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four.
And if you say the word ~I could stay with you.
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.
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
Mine for evermore,
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four.