Bright Morning

Bright morning stars are rising Bright morning stars are rising Bright morning stars are rising Day is a-breakin' In my soul O, where are our dear fathers? O, where are our dear fathers? They're down in the valley a-prayin' Day is a-breakin' In my soul O, where are our dear mothers? O, where are our dear mothers? They've gone to heaven a-shoutin' Day is a-breakin' In my soul Bright morning stars are rising Bright morning stars are rising Bright morning stars are rising Day is a-breakin' In my soul

Little girl, watching her reflection As she parts her curls into four sections She says, "I don't look like them, I don't look like her" "And I don't want what's on my head" But baby girl don't be misled Yeah, yeah Young woman reading magazines Thinking to herself, "Nobody looks like me" "Oh, I've got all these curves, all this nerve" "Why can't I keep a man?" But baby girl if you love yourself you can Can't nobody love somebody that do not love themselves You are what you choose to be It's not up to no one else So be great, be kind Don't let them dim your light A woman like a sun should always stay bright Little boy, sitting in the bleachers Staring at, at his dirty sneakers Thinking, "My shoes don't shine "Money is tight, I would never get a date" But baby boy, that's not what it takes Young man, always at the center Finding ways to make his arms look bigger Saying, "You see those guys? They get all the girls" "I just want to be like them" But baby boy, you're spreading yourself thin 'Cause can't nobody love somebody that do not love themselves You are what you choose to be It's not up to no one else So be great, be kind Don't let them dim your light 'Cause a man like a sun should always stay bright Yes, you are like the sun so always stay bright