When I'm Sixty Four Songtext
von Litto Nebbia

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 64?

You'll be older too
And if you say the word
I could stay with you


Every summer, we can rent a cottage
In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too real
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, Chuck and Dave

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 64?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I′m 64?