My Lord, what a morning My Lord, what a morning My Lord, what a morning When the stars begin to fall My Lord, what a morning My Lord, what a morning My Lord, what a morning When the stars begin to fall When you hear the trumpet sound To wake the nations underground Looking to my Lord's right When the stars begin to fall My Lord, what a morning My Lord, what a morning My Lord, what a morning When the stars begin to fall You´ll hear the sinner cry, To wake the nations underground Looking to my God’s right hand When the stars begin to fall My Lord, what a morning My Lord, what a morning My Lord, what a morning When the stars begin to fall