A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.
'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty,
When the catfish were jumpin' as high as the sky.
A time just for plantin', a time just for ploughin'.
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 to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.
'Twas so good to be young then, with the sweet smell of apples,
And the owl in the pine tree a-winkin' his eye.
A time just for plantin', a time just for ploughin'.
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,
Now the green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.
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- Miscellaneous
- The Very Best Of
- The Folk Years
- Troubadours of the Folk Era, Volume 3: The Groups
- Over the Hills and Far Away
- Gold
- Silver Threads & Golden Needles
- Shakin’ All Over
- The Spirit of the 60s: 1963: The Beat Goes On
- Dreamboats and Petticoats: Summer Holidays
- AM Gold: Early ’60s Classics
- True Sixties Love
- Sounds of the Sixties: 1963
- Dreamboats and Petticoats Six Dance Hall Days
- This Land is Your Land: The Folk Years
- Hits 1962 - The Ultimate Collection
- 60s Party Playlist 5: Rock, R&B & Pop
- Greatest 100 Big Hits of 1962, Vol. 3
- Greatest Hits of 1962
- American Top 40 Hits 1962 - 292 Originals