I'm old fashioned, I love the moonlight,
I love the old-fashioned things.
The sound of rain upon the window pane,
The starry sky that April brings.
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,
It's how I want to be; as long as you can agree,
To stay old fashioned with me!