eLyrics B
Brothers Four Lyrics
The Green Leaves Of Summer Lyrics
Total views: 2 times this week / Rating: 10/10 [9 votes]Album: The Brothers Four: Greatest Hits / Original Release Date: 1960Genre: PopSong Duration: 2 min 54 sec
The Green Leaves Of Summer
Brothers Four
Brothers Four
BROTHERS FOUR
The Green Leaves Of Summer Lyrics
A time to be reaping
A time to be sowing
The green leaves of summer
Are calling me home
'Twas so good to be young then
In the season of plenty
When the catfish were jumping
As high as the sky
A time just for planting
A time just for ploughing
A time to be courting
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 reaping
A time to be sowing
A time just for living
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 calling me home
'Twas so good to be young then
To be close to the earth
Now the green leaves of summer
Are calling me home
A time to be sowing
The green leaves of summer
Are calling me home
'Twas so good to be young then
In the season of plenty
When the catfish were jumping
As high as the sky
A time just for planting
A time just for ploughing
A time to be courting
A girl of your own
'Twas so good to be young then
To be close to the earth
And to stand by your wife
A time to be reaping
A time to be sowing
A time just for living
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 calling me home
'Twas so good to be young then
To be close to the earth
Now the green leaves of summer
Are calling me home
Hottest Lyrics with Videos
d02c4a5f47f3dd05c329c891522f2206
check amazon for The Green Leaves Of Summer mp3 download
Songwriter(s): Paul F Webster, Dimitri Tiomkin
Record Label(s): Originally Released 1960 SONY BMG MUSIC ENTERTAINMENT
Official lyrics by
Meaning to "The Green Leaves Of Summer" song lyrics (1 meaning)
Very poignant. Life goes so quickly and eventually we are left with only our memories. It also reminds me that there is a time for everything and every purpose, but always so little time itself.