I'm Old Fashioned

I'm 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 windowpane
The starry song that April sings
This year's fancies
Are passing fancies
But sighing sighs, holding hands
These my heart understands
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



Credits
Writer(s): Jerome Kern, John H. Mercer
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