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 needs flesh and blood and you’re the one I need
Flesh and blood needs flesh and blood and you’re the one I need
I leaned against the 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 needs 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 needs flesh and blood and you’re the one I need
Flesh and blood needs flesh and blood and you’re the one I need
So when the 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 needs flesh and blood and you’re the one I need