The Green Leaves of Summer - Live

A time to be reapin'a time to be sowin'
 The green leaves of summer are calling me home
 It was good to be young then in the season of plenty
 When the catfish were jumpin' as high as the sky
 A time to be livin', a time to be laughin'
 A time to be dreamin' a dream of your own
 Was so good to be young then to be close to the earth
 Now the green leaves of summer are calling me home
 (A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin')
 (The green leaves of summer are callin' me home)
 It was good to be young then with the sweet smell of of apples
 And the owl in the pine tree a-winkin' his eye
 (A time just for plantin', a time just for plowin')
 (A time just for livin', a place for to die)
 T'was so good to be young then to be learning to pray
 And to thank the great maker each trouble free day