The Green Leaves of Summer - from the Batjac Production "The Alamo"

Woo, woo,
 A time to be reaping
 A time to be sowing
 The green leaves of summer
 Are calling me home "
 Twas 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 ploughing
 A time to be courting
 A girl of your own "
 Twas so good to be young then
 To be close to the earth
 And to stand by your wife
 At the moment of birth, woo
 A time to be reaping
 A time to be sowing
 A time just for living
 A place for to die "
 Twas so good to be young then
 To be close to the earth
 Now the green leaves of summer
 Are calling me home "
 Twas so good to be young then
 To be close to the earth
 Now the green leaves of summer
 Are calling me home