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A time to be reap-ing

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A time to be sow-ing

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The green leaves of sum-mer

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Are call-ing me home

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It was good to be young then

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In the sea-son of plen-ty

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When the cat-fish were jump-ing

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As high as the sky

A time to be planting
A time just for plowing
A time to be courting
A girl of your own

Was good so to be young then
To be close to the earth
And to stand by your wife
At the moment of birth

A time to be reaping
A time to be sowing
The green leaves of summer
Are calling me home

It was good to be young then
With the sweet smell of of apples
And the owl in the pine tree
A-winkin' his eye

A time just for planting
A time just for plowing
A time just for living
A place for to die

Was so good to be young then
To be close to the earth
Now the green leaves of summer
Are calling me home

Now the green leaves of summer
Are calling me home