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Rising Sun
The sun rising in the east
what a majestic sight
Turning the distant blue
mountains bright
Different hues of burnished
orange, gold and red
A signal for everybody to
get out of the bed
The early morning sunshine
is the healthiest of all
So get up one and all let us
go for a morning stroll
what a majestic sight
Turning the distant blue
mountains bright
Different hues of burnished
orange, gold and red
A signal for everybody to
get out of the bed
The early morning sunshine
is the healthiest of all
So get up one and all let us
go for a morning stroll
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Rising Sun
Rising Sun