When I’m 64

September 17th, 2009 1:44 pm by mzvision

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.

You’ll be older too,
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 morning 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 & 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.

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Hun leh ni te a liam zela, sam dum te a ngai mai ni lovin sam te pawh a lo thawl ve ta hle mai,

vanglai kan sawi kan sawi veta chu ani reng mai.

He hla hi The Beatles Night October ni 1 Beraw Tlang-a neih turah hian sa se a inhmeh zek ang em le?

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