Bradford Academy - Chimes Yearbook (Haverhill, MA)

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fred ord .J-fnzzabs Buniors' 294235 to 1904 Qne! Two! Three! Four! Who for! What for! Who are you going to yell for ! Naught-Four ! c!5oobfQIig5f to 1903 SUNG AT SENIOR BANQUET UV TUNE OF Old lfezztzzcl'-1' Ha111t'. O, we'll sing one song to the Class of 1903, The Seniors in dear old B. A. And our hearts are sad as we try to sing good-bye, For the girls we love so well are going away. C 1101715 Q, hear us sing, ye Seniors, And let your hearts be light 5 But as we sing our hearts are full of grief. Good night, dear 1903, good night. We girls are sad as we sing this parting song, To the Seniors, the class we adore. Our eyes are misty and our hearts are sore depressed As our feelings in song we outpour. Chorus I 134 1

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X 1 'li- 'Q-.. A A 9 1 'I J? H' W .. WS: ,F if Mui -ff ft Brad ord -2-121f21,aL,5 ome Pass fangas 'N SUNG AT BALD PATE INN TO THE CHAPERONES Nov. 14,1903 Solo: Some folks say the Faculty's queer, Clzorurx Way down, way down, Way down yonder in Bradford Hut we think they are mighty dear, Way down, etc. The new girls think they must Nliss Knott fear, Way town, etc. But they love her well 'fore the end of the year Way down, etc. If you don't believe it, just watch 'em here, VVay Cown, etc. Sometimes we think hfliss Pond's severe, Way clown, etc. But she's mighty jolly when you get her near, Way down, etc. Little Fraiulein is surely without a peer, Way down, etc. To he sure it's true, ask Nlabelle Beer, Way clown, etc. lf you don't like our singing you needn't jeer, Way eown, etc. You can laugh at us for we don't keer, Way down, Way down, Way down yonder in Bradford f133l

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CB:-cnc! or-cl s.:-111214265 TUNEI H Oflfy K1 Vofznzteer If you don't belong to Nineteen Four, You miss a lot of fun. X'Ve're the only class in school 5 The class that's on the run. XVe learn our lessons every one, And always try to pass. Everybody takes off their hat, To the Senior Class. TUNE or ii1JIl.ffl'iIl.H Sing a song of dear old Bradford, Long beloved by daughters true, YVith loving hearts cheer Alma llflater, YVho's taught us how to dare and do. Come ye near, arise and bless her, All to her allegiance vow, Dear old Bradford, our old Bradford, WVe rise to show thee honor now. VVe bow our heads before thy wisdom, We glory in thy well-earned crown, For thee we own all pride and rev'rer1ce, And laurels at thy shrine lay down. With loyal breasts we sing thy praises, With gratitude that's ever new, Dear old Bradford, our old Bradford, We stand to give thee homage due. f135l