Bright morning stars

Appalachian

Bright morning stars are rising,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.

Oh, where are our dear fathers?
They are down in the valley, a-praying,
Day is a-breakin’ in my soul.

Oh, where are our dear mothers?
They are down by the river, a-singing,
Day is a-breakin’ in my soul.

Bright morning stars are rising,
Day is a-breakin’ in my soul.