J. Lennon, P. McCartney )
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 and she flies.
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.
Mother Nature's Son
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