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Eddy Arnold

Green Leaves Of Summer

 

Green Leaves Of Summer

(альбом: Our Man Down South - 1962)


A time to be reaping a time to be sawing
The green leaves of summer are calling me home
It was good to be young then in the season of plenty
When the catfish are 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 sawing
The green leaves of summer are calling me home
'Twas so good to be young then with the sweet smell of apples
And the owl in the pine tree akinking his eye

A time just for planting a time just for ploughing
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

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