Lyrics:
A time to be reapin’A time to be sowin’The green leaves of summerAre calling me homeIt was good to be young thenIn the season of plentyWhen the catfish were jumpin’As high as the skyA time just for plantin’A time just for ploughin’A time to be courtin’A girl of your ownIt was so good to be young thenTo be close to the earthAnd to stand by your wifeAt the moment of birthA time to be reapin’A time to be sowin’A time just for livingA place for to dieIt was good to be young thenTo be close to the earthNow the green leaves of summerAre calling me homeIt was so good to be young thenTo be close to the earthNow the green leaves of summerAre calling me home...