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
Do do do do do do do do do do do
do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do
Yeah yeah yeah
Find me in my field of grass Mother Nature's son
Swaying daisies sing a lazy song beneath the sun
Do do do do do do do do do do do
do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do
Yeah yeah yeah
Oh Mother Nature's Son
*I ignore that part after the humming and end on the “D”, but whatever