I'm Old Fashioned (Robert Morse) - Jerome Kern

I am not such a clever one

About the latest fads

I’ll admit I was never one

Adored by local lads

Not that I ever tried to be a saint

I’m the type they would classify as quaint

I’m old-fashioned

I love the moonlight

I love the old-fashioned things

The sound of rain

Upon a windowpane

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’ll always be

If only you’ll agree

To stay old-fashioned with me