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