The Brothers Four - The Green Leaves Of Summer

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Informações:

Ano: 1960
Disco: n/a

Letra da Música:

The green leaves of summer

A time to be reaping
A time to be sowing
The green leaves of summer
Are calling me home
Was so good to be young then
In the season of plenty
When the catfish were jumping
As high as the sky

A time just for planting
And the time just for ploughing
A time to be courting
Courting a girl of your own
Was so good to be young then
To be close to the earth
And to stand by your wife
At the moment of birth, wo...

A time to be reaping
A time to be sowing
A time just for living
A place for to die "
It was so good to be young then
To be close to the earth
Now the green leaves of summer
Are calling me home "
It was 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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The Brothers Four - The Green Leaves Of Summer

The Brothers Four - Greenfields

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Informações:

Ano: 1960
Disco: Brothers Four

Letra da Música:

Once there were green fields kissed by the sun
Once there were valleys where rivers used to run
Once there were blue skies with white clouds high 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 from the valleys where rivers used to run
Gone with the cold wind that swept into my heart
Gone with the lovers who let their dreams depart
Where are the green fields that we used to roam

I'll never know what made you run away
How can I keep searching when dark clouds hide the day
I only know there's nothing here for me
Nothing in this wide world, left for me to see

But I'll keep on waiting until you return
I'll keep on waiting until the day you learn
You can't be happy while your heart's on the roam
You can't be happy until you bring it home
Home to the green fields and me once again
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The Brothers Four - Greenfields