The Green Leaves of Summer

	  		( Am  A )
Oooooooooooh, oooh ooh..... 
 
Am                E           Am                    G 
A time to be reaping, a time to be sowing 
C	             Dm               B7           E   
The green leaves of summer are calling me home 
   C                     Dm                    G                C 
It was good to be young then in the season of plenty 
      Am                        E             Am               E 
When the catfish were jumping as high as the sky. 
 
Am                 E           Am               G 
A time just for planting, a time just for plowing 
C	   Dm          B7            E 
A time to be courting a girl of your own 
C                            Dm                    G                 C 
T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the earth 
Am                        E               Am              E 
And to stand by your wife, at the moment of birth. 
 
Am                E           Am                    G 
A time to be reaping, a time to be sowing 
C	    Dm         B7            E 
A time just for living, a place for to die. 
C                            Dm                      G               C 
T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the earth 
Am                               E                Am  E      Am 
Now the green leaves of Summer are calling me home 
 
C                            Dm                      G               C 
T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the earth 
Am                              E                Am   E      Am 
Now the green leaves of Summer are calling me home 

( Am  A ) 
Ooooooooooooooh, oooh oooh.. 
  
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