Fred Astaire

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Em7             Edim         E        Dm7     A
I am not such a clever one about the latest fads;
D6  F#m        Cdim        A9      A7/9   A7
I admit I was never one adored by local lads.
D9      D6      Bm    Bm7-5 A     A9   F#m
Not that I ever try to  be saint;
DM7     Fdim           Cdim  E7      A    
I'm the type that they classify as quaint.

       A              F#m7           D9             Cdim
	Quaint that they mother you, quaint that they brother you,
       A       A7/9       D          Dm7
	Must be another you, I like the other you.

D   F#m     Em7  A7        D   F#m     Em7  A7
I'm     old fashioned, I love     the moonlight,
  Gdim  D  F#m Bm7         Em7     F#7
I love the old fashioned things;
    D9   Bm7-5  E7    D9   Bm7-5  E7    
The sound  of  rain upon a window pane,
    G      Gdim Cdim Em7 G/B   A7
The starry song that   April sings.

Gdim F#m       Em7 A7      DM7 F#m  C#m7-5   F#7   
This    year's fancies are  passing   fancies,
     G       Am7   G/B      C       D       Cdim  Em7    A7
But sighing sighs, holding hands - these my heart understands.

D   F#m     Em7 A7         D F#m7     Em7  A7
I'm     old fashioned, but I    don't mind it;
       D     F#m     B7  Edim
That's how I want to be,
A7  D9     F#m7 E7/9 A7  D   F#m    Em7  A7        D
As long as you agree to stay    old fashioned with me.