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Alma Mater Let
others sing of college days,
Their Alma Mater true,
But when we raise our voices,
'Tis only High, for you.
We'll ne'er forget those days gone by,
Those glorious days of old,
When oft we sang the praises of
The Crimson and the Gold.
CHORUS
Dear high, dear Central High
Thy mem'ries never die.
Thy honor we'll cherish and
Laud it to the sky,
On ballfield or in life,
In peace or deadly strife,
For thee we all will labor, (<--revised 1996)
For thee, oh, dear old High!
CHS
<--click to play the music for the 2nd verse)
(Second verse to be sung by alumni only)
But when at last we leave behind
Thy shelt'ring portals wide,
Thy honor still we'll cherish,
Whate'er may us betide.
And when we congregate again
With tuneful voice and strong,
With joyful hearts once more we'll sing
This same old glorious song.
CHORUS
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Notes:
Words by Horace M. Shell, '07 and Francis A. Wade, '07
Music by John L. Waldman, '07
Arranged by Francis Murphy
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