paroles de chanson The Green Leaves Of Summer - The Brothers Four
Oooooooooooh,
oooh
ooh...
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
in
the
season
of
plenty
When
the
catfish
were
jumping
as
high
as
the
sky.
A
time
just
for
planting,
a
time
just
for
plowing
A
time
to
be
courting
a
girl
of
your
own
T'was
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.
T'was
so
good
to
be
young
then,
to
be
close
to
the
earth
Now
the
green
leaves
of
Summer
are
calling
me
home
T'was
so
good
to
be
young
then,
to
be
close
to
the
earth,
Now
the
green
leaves
of
Summer
are
calling
me
home.
Ooooooooooooooh,
oooh
oooh...
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