Helen Merrill
mother nature s son
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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.
Find me in my field of grass
Mother Nature's son
Swaying daises sing a lazy song beneath the sun.
Mother Nature's son.
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- The Artistry Of Helen Merrill
- Merrill at Midnight
- Essential Masters
- Dream of You
- 62 Masterpieces
- 50 Songs
- The Jazz Collection
- Jazz Classics Series: Merrill at Midnight
- Complete Helen Merrill on Mercury
- Harold Arlen Songbook: That Old Black Magic
- Blues in the Night: The Johnny Mercer Songbook
- Collaboration Gil Evans
- CABU Jazz Masters: Gil Evans - An Anthology by Cabu
- The Nearness of You
- Live At Nalen (with Jan Johansson)
- The Best of Helen Merrill
- Jazz Classics Series: Dream of You
- BD Music & Cabu Present Gil Evans
- BD Jazz: Helen Merrill