Old-Fashioned Man - Four Tops

He sits alone

In Central Park

where most folks won’t go after dark

an old fashioned man

Living in a brand new world

The kids run by

without a smile

He kind of hoped

they’d stay awhile

With an old fashioned man

living in a brand new world

A world that speaks about flowers

but only shows him the bones

He’s dreaming of

a world of love

That he lost

and we lost

He gave a man

his last good dime

and no one seems to have the time

for an old fashioned man

living in a brand new world

A world of many places

and many prideful faces

Two thousand years since love began

and it began

with an old fashioned man

A carousel is

like where a part of hell is

'cuz one heart just won’t let go

oh no

oh oh oh no

The hope of man is

right where a garbage can is

cuz one man will never know

How so many people

can live with so little love

He’s worlds away

in yesterday

that he lost

and we lost

No

When poets die

life has no rhyme

and no one seems to have the time

for an old fashioned man

living in a brand new world

Living in a brand new world

such an old fashioned man…