Wo...wo... 

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, wo... 


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