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 doo doo doo ・・・・・ Doo doo doo doo・・・・ Doo doo doo Find me in my field of grass, Mother Nature's son Swaying daises sing a lazy song beneath the sun