Bright Morning Stars

Bright morning stars are rising,

Bright morning stars are rising,

Bright morning stars are rising,

Day is a-breaking in my soul.

And where are our dear fathers,

Oh where are our dear fathers,

They’re down in the valley a praying,

Day is a-breaking in my soul.

And where are our dear mothers,

Oh where are our dear mothers,

They’ve gone up to heaven shouting,

Day is a-breaking in my soul.

Bright morning stars are rising,

Bright morning stars are rising,

Bright morning stars are rising,

Day is a-breaking in my soul.