(Traditional)

Bright Morning Stars Are Rising,
Bright Morning Stars Are Rising,
Bright Morning Stars Are Rising,
Day Is A-breaking In My Soul.

Oh, Where Are Our Dear Mothers,
Day Is A-breaking In My Soul.

They Are Down In The Valley Praying,
Day Is A-breaking In My Soul.

Oh Where Are Our Dear Fathers,
Day Is A-breaking In My Soul.

They Have Gone To Heaven Shouting,
Day Is A-breaking In My Soul.

Bright Morning Stars Are Rising,
Day Is A-breaking In My Soul.