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The morning I get up, wash my dread.
I feel the sun beating on my head.
I fix a cup of the collie man;
I sip it up till my eyes get red.
Glorious day is upon us,
Let us meditate on the challis.
The sweet hurt, the good life,
I try the song in the morning light.
The first light of the morning,
The sun shining on my face.
I give thanks for the good bread.
(Brand new day ahead.)
The first light of the morning,
The sun shining on my face.
I give thanks for the good bread.
Can't take this view from here for granted,
The hills filled with trees I've enchanted.
We till the soil we planted,
At first light we watered and mended.
Now the season has come,
The fruit is right in the garden.
People of community must unite,
We share this love morning, noon, and night.
The first light of the morning,
The sun shining on my face.
I give thanks for the good bread.
(Brand new day ahead.)
The first light of the morning,
The sun shining on my face.
I give thanks for the good bread.
(Brand new day ahead)
Solo
(Ohh, igh, hee)
The first light of the morning,
The sun shining on my face.
I give thanks for the good bread.
(Brand new day ahead.)
The first light of the morning,
The sun shining on my face.
I give thanks for the good bread.
(Brand new day ahead)
(The first light of the morning, )
The sun shining on my face.
(I give thanks for the good bread.)
The sun shining on my face.
(Repeat X2)