Once again now our schoolmates assemble

With fain, we lift our hearts in song

To our High School, our dear Alma Mater

Let gladness the moments prolong,

We are proud of our lads and our lasses

Of honors won in days gone by

So here's a cheer for our old high school

For our old high school, our dear old high,

Here's to our classes; Here's to our lasses;

Here's to the lads they adore,

Here's to the senior so mighty; Juniors so flightly;

Freshies and Sophomores.

Let mirth and gladness banish all sadness

And as the days go by, you'll find us ready and steady

Boosting for our Old High.


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