oooh
A time to be reaping
a time to be sowing
The green
leaves of summer are calling me home
T'was so good
to be young then,
in the season of plenty
When the catfish were jumping as high as the sky
A time just for planting,
a time just for plowing A time to be courting a girl of your own
T'was so good
to be young then, to be close
to the earth
And to stand by your wife
at the moment of birth
A time
to be reaping,
a time
to be sowing
A time
just for living,
a
place for to die
T'was so good to be young then,
to be close
to the earth Now the green leaves of summer are calling me home
T'was so good to be young then,
to be close to the earth
Now the green leaves of summer
are calling me home
