When I'm 64...

[JAM]

In the words of the Beatles:

"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 am sending BIRTHDAY GREETINGS to Bill Porter who is 64 years young today. I hope you enjoy your birthday today.

JAM

 

[blah blah]

(singing along)
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 forever more.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty
four?

happy birthday, bill. we're all going to be humming along today for you

 

[rokudan]

Ahh what the hell...

I can 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?

 

[JAM]

All together now:

Every summer we can rent a cottage in the Isle of Wightif it's
not to dear. We shall scrimp and save.
Ah, 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 forever more.

Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?



JAM

 

[rokudan]

What's sad is as I read your post, I actually sang inside my head...

I've got to get out more!