Hot summer nights, mid-July, When you and I were forever wild. The crazy days, city lights, The way you’d play with me like a child.
Will you still love me, When I’m no longer, Young and beautiful? Will you still love me. When I’ve got nothing, But my achin’ soul? I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will. Will you still love me, When I’m no longer beautiful?
Dear Lord, when I get to heaven, Please let me bring my man.
Will you still love me, When I’m no longer, Young and beautiful? Will you still love me. When I’ve got nothing, But my achin’ soul? I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will. Will you still love me, When I’m no longer beautiful?
Will you still love me, When I’m no longer beautiful? Will you still love me, When I’m not young and beautiful?