(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