• Song:

    The Green Leaves Of Summer

  • Artist:

    The Brothers Four

  • Album:

    Best Collection

Oooooooooooh, oooh ooh..... 
 
Am                E           Am                    G 
A time to be reaping, a time to be sowing 
C      Dm               E                  Am   
The green leaves of summer are calling me home 
   G                                 Dm            G                C 
It was good to be young then in the season of plenty 
      Am                        Dm               F                  E 
When the catfish were jumping as high as the sky. 
 

Am                        E           Am                    G 
A time just for planting, a time just for plowing 
C      Dm               E            Am 
A time to be courting a girl of your own 
G                                 Dm            G                        C 
T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the earth 
Am                        Dm               F                  E 
And to stand by your wife, at the moment of birth. 
 

Am                E           Am                    G 
A time to be reaping, a time to be sowing 
C      Dm               E            Am 
A time just for living, a place for to die. 
G                                 Dm            G                        C 
T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the earth 
Am                                    Dm                 F      E      Am 
Now the green leaves of Summer are calling me home 
 

G                                 Dm            G                        C 
T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the earth 
Am                                    Dm               F       E       Am 
Now the green leaves of Summer are calling me home 
 
Ooooooooooooooh, oooh oooh..
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