Mother Nautre’s Son
by Booba
Born a poor young country boy--Mother Nature's son
All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone.
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.
Listen to the pretty sound of music as she flies.
Find me in my field of grass--Mother Nature's son
Swaying daises sing a lazy song beneath the sun.
Swaying daises sing a lazy song beneath the sun.
Mother Nature's son.