Here's to Mother Nature

She made the Georgia peaches, the California beaches, the cliffs along the moonlight bay
The lindens & the larches, the metatarsal arches, Molybdenum & D-N-A
Here’s to Mother Nature (x2) for dreamin’ up the moon & sun
We better break it gently, it seems that evidently nearly all her work is done!

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She’s standing in the way of progress, someone ought to sit her down
Except a couple window boxes, she hasn’t got a place in town
We appreciate her effort, but we ought to make it clear:
She’s standing in the way of progress... we can take it on from here

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She said, “I beg your pardon, but can’t you spare my garden, when you put your pipeline through
Your wires & your towers electrocute the flowers & can’t you spare my birdbath too?”
Here’s to Mother Nature (x2) I do believe she works quite hard
But there is only one way that we can build a runway & is through her big back yard

We tolerate her twisters, her poison ivy blisters, we’ve learned to love her droughts & floods
We do a couple dishes, she bellies up the fishes & blames it on a few soap suds!
Here’s to Mother Nature (x2) a little overworked no doubt
I hope that she can make it; she doesn’t seem to take it as well as she can dish it out.

No one would deny her the option to retire, we’ll throw the gal a great big roast
Mister Iacocca will teach her how to polka & Uncle Sam will make a toast
Here’s to Mother Nature (x2)we’ll put her in a lovely home
Cupid spends his days there & now that Santa stays there, she will never be alone

lyrics & music by Lou & Peter Berryman. All rights reserved. 

On their "Cow Imagination" recording.