On the charts in 1964. (Capo 1st fret.) #1. D7 A time to be reaping, a time to be sowing, B7 the green leaves of summer are calling me home. G T'was so good to be young then, in the season of plenty. B7 When the catfish were jumping as high as the sky. #2. D7 A time just for planting and a time just for plowing. B7 A time to be courting, a girl of your own. G T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the Earth. Em And to stand by your wife, at the mo..ment of birth.
#3. D7 A time to be reaping, a time to be sowing. B7 The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home. G T'was so good to be young then, with the sweet smell of apples, B7 And the Owl in the Pine tree a-winking his eye. #4. D7 A time just for planting, a time just for ploughing. B7 A time just for living, a place for to die. G T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the Earth, Em Now the green leaves of Summer are call..ing me home. OUTRO: G T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the Earth, Em Now the green leaves of Summer are calling me home. A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.