O Here's to Wake Forest

1. O here's to Wake Forest
A glass of the finest
Red Ruddy, Rhenish filled up to the brim. Her sons, they are many
Unrivaled by any
With hearts o'erflowing, we will sing a hymn.

(chorus)

Rah! Rah! Wake Forest, Rah!
Old Alma Mater's sons are we
We'll herald the story
and die for her glory
Old Gold and Black is ever waving high.

2. As frosh we adore her
As sophs we explore her
And carve our names upon her ancient walls. As juniors patrol her
As seniors extol her
And weep to leave for'er her sacred halls.

(chorus)

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