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 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 on 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 forever more   Will you still need me   Will you still feed me   When I'm sixty-four?   Hoo!