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

Ah, 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?

Ev'ry 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 forevermore

Will you still need me, will you still feed me

when I'm sixty four? Ho!