June 18, 2006
When Harper's Sixty-Four
When I get older, lose my title 'Heir',
Only months from now.
Will you still be send me shares of Ballantine
And still paint all the headlines?
If I'd been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door,
Will you still deed me, will you still believe me,
When I'm sixty-four.
You'll be older too,
And if you say the word,
I could vote for you!
I could be handy, bending a muse,
When my press is gone.
I can knit a tale by the fireside
Sunday mornings repent 'cause I lied.
Doing the garden, digging my grave,
Who could ask for more.
Will I still be greedy, will i still be needy,
When I'm sixty-four.
Every summer we can rent a cottage,
In the Laurentians, if it's not near
Those who don't live well
Cronies on my knee,
Solberg, Prentice and Stockwell.
Send me a postcard, drop me a line
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Cuz me an' the army we'll still have our way.
Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Cauze I'll still be greedy, and so needy,
When I'm sixty-four.
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