I'm old-fashionedI love the moonlightI love the old-fashioned thingsThe sound of rainUpon the windowpaneThe starry song that April sings
This year's fanciesAre passing fanciesBut sighing sighs, holding handsThese my heart understandsI'm old-fashionedBut I don't mind itThat's how I want to beAs long as you agreeTo stay old-fashioned with me
This year's fanciesAre passing fanciesBut sighing sighs, holding handsThese my heart understandsI'm old-fashionedBut I don't mind itThat's how I want to beAs long as you agreeTo stay old-fashioned with me