Thursday, October 18, 2012

When I'm Sixty-Four ...

This song has been going through my head for a few days. Want to guess how old I am today?!



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 'til 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
Ah, 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 Wight if 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?


5 comments:

  1. Happy Birthday to you-ou-ou-ou! LOVE THAT SONG!!!! Ah, the memories that has brought back for DH and I......and so we start our day (and you yours....may it be truly blest!!!) Uber hugs, D

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  2. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Birthday's are still special no matter what age! Like I say, I'd rather be a year older than the alternative!

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