With apologies to the Beatles...
When I get older in Luang Prabang
Four days before now
Did you send them the carrot cake
54 years in a bottle of wine
I'd been here since Monday noon
Would you lock the gates
Will we still need dams, will they still flood towns
When I'm fifty-four
They'll be older too
And if you say finance
I'll drink Lao beer with you
I could be handy, climb Mount Phousi
When the sun is gone
Knit protection and care by the fire
Cold Thurday morning alms
Doing inclusive, being responsive
Its a transition
Will you still need me, will you still hire me
When I'm fifty-four
Every year we book flights
To Bangkok and Hanoi that are not too dear
We scrimped and save Bali
January in Luang Prabang
Beerlao in the evenings
Send me a workplan, drop me an outcome
State a clear target
Indicate precisely how much you need
Yours is old but not wasting away
Give me a sai oua and a fish
Meat for everyone
Will you still need me, will you still hire me
When I'm fifty-four
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