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