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,
In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save.
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, Chuck & Dave.
Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
Stating point of viewIndicate 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 ?
Bài này là do Vancouver "giới thiệu" cho mình (mở đi mở lại điếc cả tai, nghe mãi cũng phải nhớ :D ) . Lời ca thật ý nghĩa, hơi ngạc nhiên là nó được viết bởi một chàng trai 16 tuổi (theo wiki).
