Now you're 64

 

 

 

I will still love you,I will still need you

Now you're sixty-four

Two days a week, you work at St Pauls

Next year not any more

 

I will still love you, I will still need you

Now you're sixty-four

When I come to bed at a quarter to three

I promise not to snore

 

I will still love you, I will still need you

Now you're sixty-four

Listening to the Archers, which I suppose

Is not against the law

 

I will still love you, I will still need you

Now you're sixty-four

Beard keeps growing, you keep trimming

No cause for ruddy gore

 

I will still love you, I will still need you

Now you're sixty-four

Doing the crossword, racking our brains

-us Looking for thesaur

I will still love you, I will still need you

Now you're sixty-four

Hats in boxes, books on shelves

Stuff on every floor

 

I will still love you, I will still need you

Now you're sixty-four

At the Greenwich cinema, in reclining seats

Laughing till we're sore

 

I will still love you, I will still need you

Now you're sixty-four

On our new bikes, British racing green

Riding Wednesdays galore

 

I will still love you, I will still need you

Now you're sixty-four

Julie and Ruby, they need you too

Fun with Jem in store

 

I will still love you, I will still need you

Now you're sixty-four

Best friend, best help, wife of my life

Who could ask for more?

 

Sidney Schuman (2012)