Guardian angels around my bed. Joining me in my prayers. They hush the shadows when they dance about. They shoo away the bears. Guardian angels to comfort me.
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'. The green leaves of summer are callin' me home. It was good to be young then in the season of plenty. When the catfish were jumpin' as high as the sky.
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 the season of plenty. When the catfish are jumping as high as the sky.