When the sun wakes up at the break of day,
Before he starts upon his way,
He looks about so cheerily,
Then he calls to you and me:
Good morning! Good morning!
I hope you're well today.
Did you sleep tight in bed last night?
Can you come out to play?

When the birds wake up at the break of day,
Before they start upon their way,
They look about so cheerily,
Then they sing to you and me:
Good morning! Good morning!
I hope you're well today.
Did you sleep tight in bed last night?
Can you come out to play?

When the flowers wake at the break of day,
They sparkle in the dewy spray,
They look about so cheerily,
Then they say to you and me:
Good morning! Good morning!
I hope you're well today.
Did you sleep tight in bed last night?
Can you come out to play?