Mother Nature's Son Songtext

Born a poor young country boy -

Mother Nature's son.

All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone.

Sit beside a mountain stream - see her waters rise.

Listen to the pretty sound of music as she flies.

Find me in my field of grass -

Mother Nature's son.

Swaying daisies sing a lazy song beneath the sun.

Mother Nature's son.
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