{commedia}mp3/beatles-the/when-i-m-sixty-four.mp3{/commedia}BWhen I get older losing my hair,                          F7Many years from now,Will you still be sending me a valentine                             BBirthday greetings bottle of wine? If I'd been out till quarter to threeB7                           EbWould you lock the door?                         Gb7   B                       G7Will you still need me, will you still feed me,C7           F7     BWhen I'm sixty-four?                        D    Gm  D  D7  Gm  D  D7  GmYou'll be older too, (ah ah ah ah ah)Gm           CmAnd if you say the word,Eb        F     F9    BI could stay with you. I could be handy mending a fuseWhen your lights have gone.You can knit a sweater by the firesideSunday 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? GmEvery summer we can rent a cottage               Eb  F                             GmIn the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear.                                 D    Gm  D  D7  GmWe shall scrimp and save.Grandchildren on your kneeVera, Chuck, and Dave B Send me a postcard, drop me a line,                         F7Stating point of view.Indicate precisely what you mean to say                         BYours sincerely, Wasting Away.Give me your answer, fill in a formB7                 EbMine for evermore.                        Gb7     B                     G7Will you still need me, will you still feed me,C7           F7     BWhen I'm sixty-four? Lyrics: When I get older losing my hair,Many years from now,Will you still be sending me a valentineBirthday greetings bottle of wine? If I'd been out till quarter to threeWould 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 ah ah ah ah)And if you say the word,I could stay with you. I could be handy mending a fuseWhen your lights have gone.You can knit a sweater by the firesideSunday 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 cottageIn the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear.We shall scrimp and save.Grandchildren on your kneeVera, Chuck, and Dave Send me a postcard, drop me a line,Stating point of view.Indicate precisely what you mean to sayYours sincerely, Wasting Away.Give me your answer, fill in a formMine for evermore.Will you still need me, will you still feed me,When I'm sixty-four?