Harold Payne I hitchhiked into Idaho in the middle of the night Caught the autumn outdoor late show by God's own candle light I closed my eyes reluctantly while mother nature waved her wand When I awoke I saw before me in the dawn Chorus: Aspen gold among the green. Prettiest sight my eyes have ever seen. Aspen gold among the green. Prettiest sight this city boy's ole smoggy eyes have seen. Caught a ride from an old-time miner Heading aimless toward his past He talked about his younger years and a life just as fast They were looking for a fool's gold buried deep inside the ground Well, if they had looked up into the trees, they would have found.