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 stay old fashioned with me