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