Born a poor young country boy
Mother nature's son
All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyoneSit beside a mountain stream
Watch her waters rise
Listen to the pretty sound of music as she fliesDu-du-du du du du-du-du-du du du du du
Du-du-du du du du-du-du du du du
Du-du-du-du du-du-du du duFind me in my field of grass
Mother nature's son
Swaying Daisies sing a lazy song beneath the sunDu-du-du du du du-du-du-du du du du du
Du-du-du du du du-du-du du du du
Du-du-du-du du-du-du du du
Ah, mother nature's son!
