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 in the season of plenty
When the catfish are jumpin' as high as the sky.

A time just for plantin', a time just for plowin'
A time to be courtin' 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.

(A time just for plantin', a time just for plowin')
(A time just for livin', 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 callin' me home.

Twas so good to be young then to be close to the earth
And to stand by your wife at the moment of birth.

The green leaves of summer are callin' me home...