Abbot Academy - Circle Yearbook (Andover, MA)

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ABBOT 1918 if Tune: — The Siren ' s Song Intervale, we ' ve waited so long for you, Intervale, at last we have come to you, All the Senior Class is here, We have heard such fabulous tales About Intervale, we love you, without a doubt, Sings the class of dear old 1918. Tune: — Wait Till the Cows Come Home We ' ve come back to old Abbot dear, We ' ve come back and we ' re glad we ' re here, Talk about your griddle-cakes and steak and apple-pie, Talk about your coasting and your skiing jumps so high We have had all this and we ' ve had a little more, We have had more fun than we ' ve ever had before, We ' ve been up to Intervale, We ' ve lived to tell the tale, So just wait, wait, wait, It will be great, great, great, When you go up to Intervale. Pace t w e n t y - n i ii (

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ABBOT 1918 Jtttpx ' ualp onga Tune: — Pack up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit Bag Pack up your woolies in your knitting-bag And smile, smile, smile, For we are going up to Intervale, for a little while. What ' s the use of worrying? Exams are over now. So — Pack up your woolies in your knitting-bag And smile, smile, smile. Tune: — Sure, a Little Bit of Heaven Sure a little bit of heaven fell from out the sky one day And it nestled in Xew Hampshire, not so many miles away; And when the angels found it, sure it looked so sweet and fair, They said, Suppose we leave it, for it is so peaceful there. So they sprinkled it with sawdust just to make the pine trees grow, They ' re the finest ones that can be found, no matter where you go, And they placed the mountains ' round it just to keep away the gale, And when thev had it finished, sure, thev called it — Intervale. Page twenty -eight

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