Lyrics:
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.
'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty,
that my mother takes a walk
Mum's the word when we meet
Be a mason, don't repeat
Angel eyes, are you wise?
Goodbye
He look'd wise, then looked for
Looking now for a solution, to our power needs
Everyone has bright ideas, but most are fueled by greed
Could it be that the best one, is in the air
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
That the draft board didn't discover
They're either too young or too old
They're either too grey or too grassy green
The pickings are poor
Said, "Come home with me tonight"
"Oh no!" she cried, "I never will"
And she left him there alone
And the days went by, and days
Went by and they
Oooh ooh, 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
ever green.
I'm with you once more under the stars,
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they
cheese
Green on me I'm seeing all trees
Delta carts got me windy like a breeze
I don't eat at Wendy's like Micky D's
Shout-out to twin he gave free seeds
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.
'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty,
Alright, Yeah, Yeah, Mack with a micky. Drums with a fifty
When it come to the hoes the only time that I'm picky
Ion trust new niggas cause some
should see the gates by morning
We should be insisde by evening
Ohh
Let the carnival bells ring
Let the serpent sing
Let everything
We came down
at a stool by the bar
The girl with green eyes in the Rolling Stones shirt
Doesn't look like she works on the land
The man at the end, he's a very good
at a stool by the bar
The girl with green eyes in the Rolling Stones shirt
Doesn't look like she works on the land
The man at the end, he's a very good
green
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin
student said to me --
was it really true there are elephants and lions too
in Piccadilly Circus?
Walked down by the bathing pond
to try and catch some sun.
Written by Willy Braun, Micky Braun, Dustin Welch
There?s a lonely man thinkin? about a long lost love
The gleam in a young girl?s eye
I learned back when I was young
Be who you are and know where you're from
And we ain't got to be just alike
Not everything is black or white
a city that lives only in my dreams
The groves where we played when we were children
The groves where we fooled around as teens
Those green groves are
really fly
With you by the green tree
We'll lie by the green tree
Green tree?
We're your company
We're your company
I'm a workin' woman
With a baby
me.
and all the greens only taught me jealousy.
(repeat chorus) and I am not what I care to be.
and she is not what I came to see.
and like some
Hopelessly passing your time in the grassland away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air
You better watch out
There may be dogs about
above
Once they were part of an everlasting love
We were the lovers who strolled through green fields
Green fields are gone now, parched by the sun
Gone
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn
And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
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