Lyrics - When I'm 64 by The Beatles

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?
Hmm------mmm---mmmh.
You'll be older, too.
Aaah, 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?
Every summer we can rent a cottage in the
Isle of
Wightif it's not to dear.
We shall scrimp and save.
Ah, 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 forever more.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when
I'm sixty four?by
John
Lennon/
Paul
Mc
Cartney

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