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
Im 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 years fancies
Are passing fancies
But sighing sighs holding hands
These my heart understands

I know Im 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

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