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 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 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
~Johnny Cash