The green leaves of summer

A time to be reaping
A time to be sowing
The green leaves of summer
Are calling me home
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
And the time just for ploughing
A time to be courting
Courting a girl of your own
Was so good to be young then
To be close to the earth
And to stand by your wife
At the moment of birth, wo...

A time to be reaping
A time to be sowing
A time just for living
A place for to die "
It was so good to be young then
To be close to the earth
Now the green leaves of summer
Are calling me home "
It was so good to be young then
To be close to the earth
Now the green leaves of summer
Are calling me home