Sun-Up
All things creep out of the shadows with dawn,
And the wind's up,
The killdeer whistles its song across the lawn
To the buttercup,
And three hills beyond night
The sea is awake with the miracle of light.
Now are the roads astir with the tread of our feet,
Hi-oh, hi-oh, hi-oh, but life is sweet!
And the wind's up,
The killdeer whistles its song across the lawn
To the buttercup,
And three hills beyond night
The sea is awake with the miracle of light.
Now are the roads astir with the tread of our feet,
Hi-oh, hi-oh, hi-oh, but life is sweet!
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