| I am not such a clever one about the latest fads
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| I admit I was never one adored by local lads
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| Not that I ever tried to be a saint
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| I’m the type that they classify as quaint
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| I’m old fashioned, I love the moonlight
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| I love the old fashioned things
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| The sound of rain upon a window pane
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| The starry song that April sings
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| This years fancies are passing fancies
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| But sighing sighs, holding hands
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| These my heart understands
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| I’m old fashioned but I don’t mind it
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| That’s how I want to be
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| As long as you agree
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| To stay old fashioned with me.
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| I’m old fashioned but I don’t mind it
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| That’s how I want to be
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| As long as you agree
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| To stay old fashioned with me. |