John Denver Mother Nature's Son
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 sound of pretty music as she flies
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 du
Find me in my field of grass
Mother nature's son
Swaying Daisies sing a lazy song beneath the sun
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 du
Ah, mother nature's son!
