Green Leaves of Summer

Harvest of Memories: Embracing the Green Leaves of Summer
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Lyrics

A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.

A time for harvesting, a time for planting.

The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.

The vibrant signs of summer are beckoning me back to my home.

'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty,

It was wonderful to be young during a time of abundance.

When the catfish were jumpin' as high as the sky.

Recalling a time when catfish leaped energetically, reaching great heights.


A time just for plantin', a time just for ploughin'.

A time dedicated to planting crops and plowing the land.

A time to be courtin' a girl of your own.

A time for courting, pursuing a romantic relationship.

'Twas so good to be young then, to be close to the earth,

Reflecting on the joy of youth, being close to nature.

And to stand by your wife at the moment of birth.

Highlighting the experience of standing by one's wife during childbirth.


A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.

A time for reaping what has been sown.

The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.

The green leaves of summer are a nostalgic call to return home.

'Twas so good to be young then, with the sweet smell of apples,

Recalling the pleasant aroma of apples and the owl in the pine tree.

And the owl in the pine tree a-winkin' his eye.

The owl winking its eye symbolizes a connection with nature.


A time just for plantin', a time just for ploughin'.

A time exclusively for planting and plowing the land.

A time just for livin', a place for to die.

Emphasizing the importance of living fully before facing mortality.

'Twas so good to be young then, to be close to the earth,

Reiterating the joy of being close to the earth during youth.

Now the green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.

The green leaves of summer are calling the speaker back home.


'Twas so good to be young then, to be close to the earth,

Expressing the nostalgic joy of being close to the earth in youth.

Now the green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.

The green leaves of summer continue to call the speaker home.

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