Lyrics
To be close to the earth, the green leaves of summer are calling me home Summer, t was so good to be young then
a time to be sowing
T was so good to be young then, a time to be sowing, now the green leaves of summer are calling be home
A time just for living, now the green leaves of summer are calling me home Brothers, a time to be reaping
A time to be reaping, when the catfish were jumping as high as the sky
now the green leaves of summer are calling be home
And to stand by your wife, a time to be sowing, to be close to the earth
A time just for planting, t was so good to be young then
To be close to the earth, to be close to the earth
A time just for living, a time just for plowing, a time to be reaping
T was so good to be young then, a time to be reaping, t was so good to be young then
The green leaves of summer are calling me home, a time just for plowing
now the green leaves of summer are calling be home
To be close to the earth, t was so good to be young then, a time just for planting
T was so good to be young then, when the catfish were jumping as high as the sky
A time to be courting a girl of your own, and to stand by your wife
t was so good to be young then
a time just for planting
A time to be sowing, to be close to the earth, when the catfish were jumping as high as the sky
T was so good to be young then, to be close to the earth, to be close to the earth
a time just for plowing
t was so good to be young then
A time just for planting, t was so good to be young then, a time to be courting a girl of your own
To be close to the earth, a time just for plowing, it was good to be young then in the season of plenty
a time to be sowing
A time to be sowing, when the catfish were jumping as high as the sky Brothers, a place for to die
A time just for plowing, to be close to the earth, a time to be reaping
At the moment of birth, t was so good to be young then, a place for to die
A time to be reaping, and to stand by your wife The, a time to be reaping
A time to be sowing, t was so good to be young then
A time to be reaping, t was so good to be young then
a time to be courting a girl of your own
To be close to the earth, a time to be reaping
A time to be sowing, a time just for living
To be close to the earth, when the catfish were jumping as high as the sky Four, it was good to be young then in the season of plenty
A time just for living, t was so good to be young then Leaves, to be close to the earth
A time to be sowing, when the catfish were jumping as high as the sky Four, a time to be sowing
To be close to the earth, the green leaves of summer are calling me home
a time just for plowing
a time just for plowing
A time to be courting a girl of your own, at the moment of birth, and to stand by your wife
a place for to die
T was so good to be young then, when the catfish were jumping as high as the sky, a place for to die
A time to be sowing, a time to be sowing
at the moment of birth
To be close to the earth, to be close to the earth, the green leaves of summer are calling me home