HIGH SCHOOL SONG |
Tune – “The Land Where Ev’ry Man’s a King” |
LMA
MATER, shrine of knowledge, Ever do our hearts beat in ecstacy; All in kindness wrought at the very thought That we belong to thee. We’re always ready to do our duty! Offering service whene’er ‘tis needed, For the safety, for the glory, Of the High School that we love! Chorus: All hail to thee! O, dearest of all schools, With glory ever blest, For well we know it is with zeal, With pride, with joy, we cheer our A.H.S. O, High School Blue, sigh of victory, Ever may it fly o’er athletic fields! O’er those of baseball and of basketball- For in all, triumph is ours! Let thy pennants wave-O, thou loyal sons, Encouraging the contesting ones For maintaining, for sustaining The record we have won. Thy alumni still stand by thee! Always eager to proclaim the fact; They have all been taught and have knowledge sought In thy most pleasant halls. They do not quail when caused to stand the test, But always come out better than all the rest, All is due to thee, when they glory see In every hall of fame. |