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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