Reaping Time Songtext
von Selwyn Birchwood

Reaping Time
(Selwyn Birchwood, Selwyn Birchwood Music
Admin. by Eyeball Music, BMI)

Way down down, down, down, down
South of the Georgia line
I heard the sound, sound, sound, sound, sound
Of a poor man cryin′
With a picture of a woman
That he once loved
He carried anger, an address, a motive, and a gun
Oh, it's reaping time
It′s reaping time
Yeah, the seeds have been sewn and grown
And it's reaping time


He weeped, weeped, weeped, weeeped, weeped
For what he's bout to do
As he reads reads, reads, reads, reads
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
He could see, see, see, see, see
Through the Georgia rain
What would be, be, be, be, be
The one that he would slay
Oh, it′s reaping time
It′s reaping time
Yes, the seeds have been sewn and grown
And it's reaping time

Drunk with whiskey, betrayal, heartache, and the pain
Oh, his face lit up with a flash
Lord, a flash and a bang
The man lived his days and didn′t forget it
His victim lived just long enough to taste regret
Oh, it's reaping time
It′s reaping time
Yeah, the seeds have been sewn and grown
And it's reaping time.
Well, well, well, well, well, well
Well, well, well, well, well, well