flesh and blood

beside a singin' mountain stream

where the willow grew

where the silver leaf of maple

sparkled in the mornin' dew

i braided twigs of willows

made a string of buckeye beads;

but flesh and blood need flesh and blood

and you're the one i need

flesh and blood need flesh and blood

and you're the one i need. i leaned against a bark of birch

and i breathed the honey dew

i saw a north-bound flock of geese

against a sky of baby blue

beside the lily pads

i carved a whistle from a reed;

mother nature's quite a lady

but you're the one i need

flesh and blood need flesh and blood

and you're the one i need. a cardinal sang just for me

and i thanked him for the song

then the sun went slowly down the west

and i had to move along

these were some of the things

on which my mind and spirit feed;

but flesh and blood need flesh and blood

and you're the one i need

flesh and blood need flesh and blood

and you're the one i need. so when this day was ended

i was still not satisfied

for i knew ev'rything i touched

would wither and would die

and love is all that will remain

and grow from all these seed;

mother nature's quite a lady

but you're the one i need

flesh and blood need flesh and blood

and you're the one i need.