Crinoline Days Lyrics - Irving Berlin

Back to the olden 

Days that were golden 

Memory often strays 

Before anyone could gaze 

At Molly's and May's 

Little ankle displays 

Time with its changes 

Often arranges 

Styles that become the craze 

But I am yearning 

To be returning 

Back to those crinoline days 

In those dear old crinoline days 

Old fashioned people with their old fashioned ways 

When the girl a fellow courted 

Was the girl he married and supported 

Back in eighteen seventy-four 

Rosy complexions weren't bought in a store 

Granny and grand-daddy longingly gaze 

Back to those crinoline days