Morning Has Broken by Mbo
(Words by Mbo, Tune - Traditional)

Morning has broken, sunlight is shining
Over the Highlands, Highlands so dear
The rocks and the forests and the lochs shining
Awaken and welcome the day with good cheer

See how the thrush sings out from the holly
His warbling whistle so clear and sweet
As if to bring the day with his singing
To call the sun out of slumbering sleep

White are the mainsails, tall are the mastheads
The fishing boats rounding the Isle of Skye
Voices are singing out from the mastheads
The Captains are bringing them round for the fry

Sunlight casts shadows on the grey tombstones
Marking our family's ancestors of yore
Mist like old phantoms cover the tombstones
Ghost of the soldiers of centuries of war

Morning has broken over the valley
Home of my true love, with hair dark as night
Lying abed and dreaming of bright things
Like snow on the mountains, glistening white

For Autumn and Winter are the best seasons
Though most things will die, some things stay green
Like the affection 'twixt me and my true love
The warmest the Highlands ever has seen

Morning has broken, sunlight is shining
Over the Highlands, Highlands so dear
The rocks and the forests and the lochs shining
Awaken and welcome the day with good cheer

Matthew Richards (1998)