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