When I’m 64
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
It was February 9, 1964…a Sunday night, when I, along with 73 million others, heard the Beatles for the first time on the Ed Sullivan Show. I remember it well. With the songs I Want To Hold Your Hand and She Loves You, it was the beginning of Beatlemania in North America. I was caught up in it like any other twelve year old. There was something about this group of four young men from Liverpool, England that had everyone swooning. Quite frankly, even then, I couldn’t quite understand the hysteria and high-pitched screaming by female fans. But, you have to admit the music was phenomenal, it was different…we hadn’t heard anything like this before. And they were all so good looking, according to 12 year old girls, with their long hair they were so defiant. In retrospect their hair wasn’t even that long.
Three years later Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band came out June 1, 1967 and was top of the albums charts for 27 weeks in the United Kingdom; 15 weeks in North America. That was when I first heard When I’m 64. I was fifteen at the time and remember thinking to myself…oooh man, 64, that’s old. I couldn’t comprehend being old; it was ancient, and I had a hard time thinking of myself ever being 64.
And, just for your information, Paul McCartney wrote the music to the song when he was fifteen, and in fact it was considered a love song. The lyrics were added later in tribute to his father. The song was played in clubs and bars in the United Kingdom when the Beatles were still the Quarrymen.
But here I am today…64, and proud of it. And I don’t think it’s old. In fact I have lots of living yet to do; according to my plans anyway.
So, if you give me a call today, in recognition of my birth day, my phone will be playing When I’m 64.