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 I say the word,

I could stay with you.

I could be handy, mending a fuse

When your lights ha ve gone.

You can knit a sweater by the fireside

Sunday morning 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