Here's the version used by the In Harmony's Way group in the San Francisco area (radriano, et al.)

Bright Shining Morning 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. 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 horses all saddled, they dance on the ground, And they lift up their heads at the bay of the hound. And over the hilltops the huntsman's hollo, Comes echoing down to the valley below. The fox runs before us, he seems for to fly, And he pants to the chorus of the hunt in full cry. When our day's work is ended, we home do retire, And we pull off our boots by the light of the fire. Come, fill up your glasses, let the toast go around, And we'll drink to all hunters, where ever they're found. (Verses 2 and 3 by A. Wood and D. Olsen. All others traditional.)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14fQ6jsworw