-4 6 -6* 6 -5* -4 A time to be reap-ing -4 6 -6* 7 -6* -5 A time to be sow-ing -5 7 -6* 7 -7 6 The green leaves of sum-mer -7 -7* -6* -7* -8 Are call-ing me home -8 8 -9 8 -8 -7 6 It was good to be young then -7 -8 8 -8 -7 7 -5 In the sea-son of plen-ty 7 -7 -8 -7 7 -6* -7 When the cat-fish were jump-ing -6* -7 -6* 6 7 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