I'm a Soldier at 63......

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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 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





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