Alma Mater

As softly the evening shadows
Are veiling the campus towers,
We come, a band of good fellows,
To sing in the twilight hours;
The silvery moonlight mantles
The worn walls of chapel anew,
The wind in the trees sweetly echoes
Our praises of Orange and Blue.

Whenever thy loyal ones gather,
To waken fond memory,
Our thoughts shall be turned Alma Mater,
Old Gettysburg back to thee;
Forever am I thy debtor,
And whatever else I may do,
I’ll love! I’ll defend! And I’ll honor
The glorious Orange and Blue.

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