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Bright Shining Morning

X: 1
T: Bright Shining Morning
T: (The Sweet Rosy Morning)
M: 3/4
L: 1/8
Q:1/4=100
K:G major
% From "Sussex Songs", H.F. Birch Reynardson, 1898. Noted by Lucy Broadwood.
V:1
%%MIDI program 68
% From "Sussex Songs", H.F. Birch Reynardson, 1898. Noted by Lucy Broadwood.
D2| \
w: The 
G2 \
w: bright
G2 \
w: shin-
G2| \
w: ing 
A2 \
w: morn-
A2 \
w: ing 
A2| \
w: smiles 
B2 \
w: o-
A2 \
w: ver 
G2| \
w: the 
c2d2 \
w: hills,
e2| \
w: With 
d2 \
w: blush-
B2 \
w: es 
A2| \
w: a-
G2 \
w: dorn-
d2 \
w: ing 
c2| \
w: the 
B2 \
w: mea-
c2 \
w: dows 
A2| \
w: and 
G4 \
w: rills: 
D2| \
w: The 
G2 \
w: bright 
G2 \
w: shin-
G2| \
w: ing 
A2 \
w: morn-
A2 \
w: ing 
A2| \
w: smiles 
B2 \
w: o-
A2 \
w: ver 
G2| \
w: the 
c2d2 \
w: hills,
e2| \
w: With 
d2 \
w: blush-
B2 \
w: es 
A2| \
w: a-
G2 \
w: dorn-
d2 \
w: ing 
c2| \
w: the 
B2 \
w: mea-
c2 \
w: dows 
A2| \
w: and 
G4 \
w: rills. 
d \
w: And 
c| \
w: the 
B \
w: mer-
A \
w: ry, 
G  \
w: mer-
F \
w: ry, 
E \
w: mer-
D| \
w: ry 
C4 \
w: horn 
D2| \
w: cries 
G2 \
w: "Come, 
F2 \
w: come 
E2| \
w: a-
D4 \
w: way!" 
e3/2 \
w: And 
d/2| \
w: the 
d \
w: mer-
c \
w: ry, 
c  \
w: mer-
c \
w: ry, 
c \
w: mer-
c| \
w: ry 
B2A3 \
w: horn
F| \
w: cries 
G2 \
w: "Come, 
F2 \
w: come 
E2| \
w: a-
D4 \
w: way!" 
D2| \
w: A-
G2 \
w: wake 
G2 \
w: from 
G2| \
w: your 
A2 \
w: slum-
A2 \
w: bers 
A2| \
w: and 
B2 \
w: hail 
A2 \
w: the 
G2| \
w: new 
c2d2 \
w: day,
e2| \
w: A-
d2 \
w: wake 
B2 \
w: from 
A2| \
w: your 
G2 \
w: slum-
d2 \
w: bers 
c2| \
w: and 
B2 \
w: hail 
c2 \
w: the 
A2| \
w: new 
G4 |]
w: day.

The bright shining morning smiles over the hills
With blushes adorning the meadows and rills
The bright shining morning smiles over the hills
With blushes adorning the meadows and rills

Chorus:

And the merry, merry, merry horn cries come, come away
And the merry, merry, merry horn cries come, come away
Awake from your slumbers and hail the new day
Awake from your slumbers and hail the new day

The fox runs before us, he seems for to fly
And he pants to the chorus of the hunt in full cry

[Chorus]

When our day's work is ended, we home do retire
And we pull off our boots by the light of the fire

[Chorus]

Come, fill up your glasses, let the toast go around
And we'll drink to all hunters, where e'er they are found

[Chorus]