Verse 1:
As the sun begins to rise, painting the sky with hues of gold,
The roosters awaken from their slumber, bold and bold.
With feathers ruffled and voices strong,
They herald the dawn with their cheerful song.

Chorus:
Oh, roosters crowing in the morning light,
With your calls so clear and bright.
With every crow, with every cry,
You lift our spirits, reaching for the sky.

Verse 2:
In the farmyard's quiet, before the world awakes,
The roosters stand tall, with their crowns and stakes.
With eyes alert and hearts aglow,
They announce the day, with a vibrant flow.

Chorus:
Oh, roosters crowing in the morning light,
With your calls so clear and bright.
With every crow, with every cry,
You lift our spirits, reaching for the sky.

Bridge:
In the stillness of dawn, and the silence of night,
These roosters echo, with all their might.
For in their call, we find our grace,
As we greet the day, in this sacred space.

Verse 3:
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
The roosters' crow fills the sky.
With echoes ringing and spirits high,
They sing of hope, as the day draws nigh.

Chorus:
Oh, roosters crowing in the morning light,
With your calls so clear and bright.
With every crow, with every cry,
You lift our spirits, reaching for the sky.

Outro:
So here's to the roosters, in the morning's glow,
In your call, we find our flow.
For in your song, we find our way,
In the roosters' crow, at the break of day.