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 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 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 Need 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 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 Seeds;



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.