When I get older losing my hair 
Many years from now 
Will you still be sendind 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 if you say a word 
I could stay with you. 

I could be handly 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 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?