The Beatles - 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.
You`ll be older too,
And it 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.
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.