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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- Still The King: Celebrating The Music Of Bob Wills
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- Miscellaneous
- Super Hits
- 20 Greatest Hits
- Still the King : Celebrating the Music of Bob Wills and...
- Texas Gold
- Collision course / The Wheel
- Live Country Swing Masters: Tulsa Straight Ahead
- Asleep At the Wheel - Live
- Essential Country: Asleep At the Wheel Vol 1
- The Letter That Johnny Walker Read
- Timeless Country: Asleep At the Wheel
- Country Legend, Vol. 3
- Miles and Miles of Texas
- Asleep At the Wheel
- Live - Stateside
- Hot Rod Lincoln
- Get Your Kicks On Route 66
- Asleep at the Wheel: The Collection