I'm Old Fashioned Songtext
von Martha Tilton

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 tried 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'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