G D7 When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now, will you still be senting me a Valentine, G birthday greetings, bottle of wine? G7 C If I`d been out `till quarter to three, would you lock the door? Eb7 G E7 A7 Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when D7 G I`m sixty-four?
Em D Em Hmm------mmm------mmmh. Em B7 You`ll be older, too. Em Am C D7 G 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 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?