Now I'm Eighty-Four

 Now I'm Eighty-Four

(When I'm Sixty-Four)

Now that I’m older, lost all my hair

Many years have gone

Will you still be hanging ‘round, help me to find

Birthday greetings, now I’ve lost my mind

 

Now I suffer from senility

You need to lock the door

Will you still need me, will you still feed me

Now I'm eighty-four

 

You'll be older too

And if you say the word

I could stay with you

 

I used to be handy, but now it’s no use

Now my lights have gone

You know dementia got me in its stride

Sunday mornings I try to hide

Out in the garden with higher needs

I’m lost that s for sure

 

Will you still need me, will you still feed me

When I'm eighty-four

 

Every now and then I remember summers

In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too clear

I’ve lost all my mind

Racked With senility

Who knows what I’ll find

 

But you know, no matter how hard you try

Just can’t remember you

Just can’t indicate what I mean to say

Yours sincerely, wasting away

 

In dementia’s grip, fill in a form

Yours for evermore

Will you still need me, will you still feed me

When I'm eighty-four