I saw a sweet old couple in the park the other day Holding hands and smilin’ in an old familiar way Then I thought about you and how I’d feel without you And I knew, honey, I knew.
I want to grow old with you Huggin’ and holding you Be my little old lady And I’ll be your big old baby Honey, I do, I want to grow old with you.
We’ll move to California or the sunshine state If they’re not to crowded in two thousand twenty-eight Pacific or Atlantic we’ll still be romantic You and me, just a-wait and see.
I want to grow old with you Kissin’ and holding you Be my little old lady And I’ll be your big old baby Honey I do, I want to grow old with you.
When we meet the Maker then we’ll understand I might start all over and be with you again You and me together forever and ever I hope I can but until then.
I want to grow old with you Squeezin’ and holding you Be my little old lady And I’ll be your big old baby Honey it’s true, I want to grow old with you.
Yea, I want to grow old with you Squeezin’ and holding you Be my little old lady And I’ll be your big old baby Honey, I do, I want to grow old with you.
Oh, I want to grow old with you Squeezin’ and holding you…