When I'm Sixty-Four

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When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now,
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Will you still be sending me a Valentine, birthday greeting, bottle of wine?
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If I'd been out 'till quarter to three, would you lock the door?
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Will you still need me, will you still feed me
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When I'm sixty-four?

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Hmm------mmm------mmmh.
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You'll be older, too.
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Aaah, and if you say the word,
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I could stay with you.

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I could be handy mending a fuse when your lights have gone.
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You could knit a sweater by the fireside, Sunday mornings, go for a ride.
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Tending the garden, digging the weeds—who could ask for more?
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Will you still need me, will you still feed me
A7          D7     G
When I'm sixty four?

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Every summer we could rent a cottage on the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear.
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We would scrimp and save. Ah, grandchildren on your knee: Vera, Chuck, and Dave.

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Send me a postcard, drop me a line stating point of view.
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Indicate precisely what you mean to say, yours, sincerely wasting away.
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Give me your answer, fill in a form, mine forever more.
D#7         G                 E7
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
A7           D7   G
When I'm sixty four?

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Taal: Engels
Sfeer: Dramatic; Warm; Refined; Theatrical; Happy; Literate; Cheerful; Whimsical; Playful; Fun; Humorous; Witty; Ironic; Irreverent; Quirky; Sweet; Nostalgic; Precious; Sophisticated; Eccentric
Thema: In Love; Playful
Stijl: Contemporary Pop/Rock; Psychedelic/Garage; Early Pop/Rock; British Psychedelia