Call me old fashioned
I like roses in my hair
And the sweet smell of lavender
Upon the evening air
An English vision captures
Rose tinted eyes that show
A woman proud and feminine
Swings gently to and fro
Call me old fashioned
I like kisses on my palm
And the way it feels
To be on my lovers arm
I could be wearing crinoline
Or naked on a lake
A lily's gilded sweeter than
A mortal man could make
Call me old fashioned
I ride bare back on the sand
And eat sweet fruit growing wild
Upon untainted land
I slumber on a mossy bed
Beneath an ancient tree
Come while away the hours
My love with me in reverie