I'm Old Fashioned

I am not such a clever one

About the latest fads

I admit, I was never one

Adored by local lads



Not that I ever try to be a saint

I'm the type that they classify as quaint



I'm old fashioned, I love the moonlight

I love the old fashioned things

The sound of rain, upon a window pane

The starry song that April sings



This year's fancies

Are passing fancies

But sighing sighs holding hands

These my heart understands



I know, I'm old fashioned

But I don't mind it that's how I want to be

As long as you agree

To stay old fashioned with me



I'm old fashioned

But I don't mind it that's how I want to be

As long as you agree

To stay old fashioned with me



Oh won't you stay old fashioned with me?

Oh please just stay old fashioned with me