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.
Doo do do do -do-do-do-do-do Doo do do do -do-do-do-do-do Yeah Yeah.
Find me in my field of grass Mother Nature’s son Swaying daises sing a lazy song beneath the sun.
And would be something Really would be something To met you in the pouring rain, To met you in the pouring rain, now, yah momma
To met you in the pouring rain, To met you in the pouring rain, now, yah momma
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