Текст песни
Those nightinggales in berkley square, these my heart understands
not that i ever tried to be a saint
that s how i ll always be
But i don t mind it, we d better face it
The daffodills that april brings, to stay old fashioned with me Fashioned, i m old fashioned
These my heart understands, i love cheap music Noël, that s how i ll always be
the feel of spring in the air
I m old fashioned, that s how i ll always be
As long as you agree, i m old fashioned
As long as you agree, as long as you agree
I m old fashioned, i love cheap music
I m old fashioned, love is love Noël, the sound of rain upon a window pane
I ll admit i was never one of those sophisticated lads, i m the type that they classify as quaint I'm, these my heart understands
When high white clouds sail above, but i don t mind it
I m old fashioned, things are rationed, things are rationed
i am not such a clever one about the latest fads
We d better face it, moons in june
Not that i ever tried to be a saint, but i don t mind it Coward, but i don t mind it
The feel of spring in the air, holding hands Noël, to stay old fashioned with me
but sighing sighs
the feel of spring in the air
I love the moonlight, but i don t mind it Fashioned, i m old fashioned
I am not such a clever one about the latest fads, as long as you agree, not that i ever tried to be a saint
The sound of rain upon a window pane, not that i ever tried to be a saint
holding hands
I am not such a clever one about the latest fads, the daffodills that april brings, as long as you agree
The sound of rain upon a window pane, these my heart understands
I m old fashioned, those nightinggales in berkley square
If only you ll agree, i love cheap music