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?
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, 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 for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four?
-Beatles
5 comments:
Happy Birthday Von! I couldn't ask for a better FIL! btw, I'm pretty sure, looking at that youngest picture of you, that Henry has your nose! Like Grandfather, like grandson:)
Great post, great man! Happy 64th pa!
Definitaly NEED Him, and sometimes feed him.......Love that Man!!!!
Mom
Very fun post Jake.
great song, and a totally amazing man!!
unfortunately, when i am sixty four i dont think a different beatles song will work for me..."woke up, got out of bed, drug a comb across my head..." happy 64th Dad! you are someone who definitely still 'drag a comb across your head'
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