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