Lincoln Park by Milkwood (written by Benjamin Orzechowski, ©1972)
Old men playing cards
Smiling, they speak in foreign words
And every day at three
They sit and play like children after school
Oh ain’t that cool… and they lived here all their lives in Lincoln Park
I took a morning picture of you
And caught you in the right light
Now ain’t that so very nice
And I still feel a loneliness without you
And I miss you, too… could you come and play in Lincoln Park?
Lovely lady would you like to walk with me and my white wolf dog?
Shauna blues eyes, warmth of sunshine
Stay with me tonight ’til tomorrow’s day
Portrait of you is this song
Shadowed because you’re not here
And old men still dealin’ their cards and I keep wishing you were here
It could be nice… if we could live a time by Lincoln Park
It could be nice… if we could live a time by Lincoln Park
sweetpurplejune 
Beautiful sonnet id say
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I think that it is “lonely” lady not lovely.
And this is his life experience, the older generation from the “old” country speaking in their mother tongues and playing cards in the park. I grew up in Brooklyn and we had parks just like that where the older men would play cards and checkers, and handball.
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It’s a little tricky to hear, I know. I went with the album liner notes, which say ‘lovely.’ ❤
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