The sun filters down through the trees to rest on the Hazelwood floor
He sits on a pillow of leaves and props up his feet on an apple core

The old folks tell me you can try to catch him if you want to
Just look him straight in the eye and don't look away, whatever you do

He can make you rich
He can make your dreams come true
If you believe in him like I do

There was a boy that I knew who came picking currants in Hazelwood
He saw him mending his shoe and captured his will in a single look

He heard his friends call him
He looked where they had gone
And when he looked back again he was gone

BRENDA LINTON: lead vocal, acoustic piano
RICK LASSITER: acoustic bass
GINGER KOWAL: fiddle
PHILIP SULLIVAN: slide guitar
CHAUNCEY ROEBEAR: bells