1 O the morning has dawned all so brightly,
And shadows have fled with the night,
To the forest we go tripping lightly,
All loveliness meeting our sight.
The daisies are bright in the grasses,
The violets bloom by their side,
The leaves in luxuriant masses,
Are green in their forest pride.

Chorus:
Here the birds in their green lofty bowers,
Bring your garlands of beautiful flowers.

2 1st Voice: For the winter has gone, and the gladness
Of the springtime has come to our land,
But away from your thoughts all of sadness,
Glad hearts must be those of our band.

2d Voice: The branches above us entwining,
The velvety turf neath our feet,
And beauty is ever combining,
To make our bright May Day most sweet.

3 1st Voice. Go you forth, then, with smiling and singing,
Let the forest respond with your glee,
All your loveliest offerings bringing,
Rejoice, and be gladsome and free.

2d Voice. And we will return in the gloaming,
When Whip-poor-wills sing in the trees,
And when the bright day swift is rolling
To a grave in the deep, deep seas.