Good mornin'
good mornin'
you sleepyhead
it's dawnin'
stop yawnin'
get out of that bed
say the air is soft as silk
it's time to get the mornin' milk
come on!
wake up!
get up!
look at the grass
silver in the sun
heavy with the dew
look at the buds
you can almost see
how they're breakin' through
look at the birds
feedin' all their young
in the sycamores
but you better get on
with your mornin' chores
just take a breath
of that new-mown hay
and the sugarcane
looks like tonight
there should be a moon
down in lovers' lane
there you go daydreaming
when it's time that you obeyed
that sunrise serenade