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!