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 '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 shall scrimp and save Grandchildren, on your knee Vera, Chuck, and 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?