Big Mother Gig - The Playground

Saw the old man walking alone
Wasn't sure if he had a home
With an old brown hat that didn't fit
Looking for a bench on which he could sit
Hey how can I help you, my old friend
All I need is some money to spend
On a cheap pack of cigarettes or maybe
A bottle of my favorite kind

And take me to the playground
Where the swings reach up to the sky
And the clouds are falling before my eyes
At the playground

I don't want to die today, he said
Just want to spend this night in a warm bed
I don't ask for much, just enough to get me by tonight
And maybe through the morning, that's right
Now I'm trying to write but my hand won't move
From what I've seen on the news
The sun is coming back up again
Its light is shining on the old man

At the playground
Where the swings reach up to the sky
And the clouds are falling before my eyes
At the playground

Written by:
Richard Jankovich

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