When I get older, losing my hair
Many years from now
Will you still be sending me a Valentine
Birthday greetings, a bottle of wine?
If Id been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When Im sixty-four?
Youll 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 mornings, go for a ride
Doing the garden, digging the weeds
Who could ask for more?
But, will you still need me, will you still feed me
When Im sixty-four?
Every summer we can rent a cottage in the Isle of Wight
If its 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 forever more
But, will you still need me, will you still feed me
When Im sixty-four?