Sound the old school's praises, trumpet forth her fame
Though of many nations we will not forget
That we all are brothers with a common debt
Let us pay by giving as we forge ahead
Service to the living, honor to our dead
Verse 2.
This is what they teach us in the good old school
Only by obedience may you learn to rule
If you fail look closely, seek the reason why
You have power to conquer if you only try
Others went before you and attained the light
Where they wait to cheer you victors in the fight.
Chorus
This shall be our watchword, always play the game
Sound the old school's praises, trumpet forth her fame
Though of many nations we will not forget
That we all are brothers with a common debt
Let us pay by giving as we forge ahead
Service to the living, honor to our dead
Verse 3.
Present, past and future from one mighty whole
Shining forth emblazoned on a muster roll
When the call is sounded, all must answer "HERE"
Voice and bearing showing neither shame nor fear
Pointing to our honor, which untarnished stands
Bright as when we took it from our founder's hands.
Chorus
This shall be our watchword, always play the game
Sound the old school's praises, trumpet forth her fame
Though of many nations we will not forget
That we all are brothers with a common debt
Let us pay by giving as we forge ahead
Service to the living, honor to our dead
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