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From Smithfield Fair's "Stick, Brick & Mortar" (Stevenson Productions SP901922)

HAZY, LAZY DAYS
(©2012, Jan, Robert & Dudley-Brian Smith, BMI)

I remember the softness of morning
And the scent of pine wafting through the trees
We slipped through the gate despite the warnings,
Barefoot and free to roam wherever we pleased
Hazy lazy days - Hazy lazy days

I remember the grayness of twilight
In the land of eternal summer sighs
Yes, long languid days shifting into night
Evenings scented with honeysuckle and jasmine vines
Hazy lazy days - Hazy lazy days

Mayhaw jelly, biscuits and butter
Rocking on the porch with my grandmother
Knowing I was safe and warm
Calm and sure as those hazy, lazy days

Now when I hear the choirs of cicadas sing
Or smell new-mown lawns, or see crop dusters swing
Whenever I feel a warm, soft summer rain
I go there again and again and again to those
Hazy lazy days - Hazy lazy days