When You Are Old

　　When you are old and tired and gray

　　Wear you overcoat on sunny days

　　When your brave tales have all been told

　　I'll ask for them when you are old

　　When you are old and full of sleep

　　And death no longer makes you weep

　　When your body aches with cold

　　I'll warm your heart when you are old

　　You'll still be the same to me

　　A comfort and a mystery

　　And I will be able to see

　　I'll need someone to comfort me

　　When you are old and pale and gone

　　A gentle hand is all you want

　　I will give you mine to hold

　　And I'll be here when you are old

　　Yes I will give you mine to hold

　　And I'll be here when you are old