Columbia University Teachers College - Tower Yearbook (New York, NY)

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Oh! 1919 we sing to you You are so good and true NVe'll all be loyal to you, We'll praise your name And praise you too So we sing to Old T. C. and you. TUNE: On the 5:l5 Talk about your Subway, - Talk about your 'L', Talk about your breakfast time as well, But when you are living at NVhittier Hall, You have to be on time or not at all. Set your alarm for 7:59, But still longer you may recline, Grab your middy and get in line, And run like the diekens for the 8:29. Oh! the 8:29 Hear old Duffms calling, Oh! the 8:29, Brought trouble to our maids, Oh! the 8:29, Mrs. Seager's almost crazy- 56 juniors caught the 8:29. juniors' spirits never dead, Them bones going to rise again. Hit 'em in the eye, knock 'em in the head. Them bones going to rise again, I know it, indeed, I know it, sisters, I know it llfowll! Them bones going to rise again. Page OILE-H'IllLd'fL'd-5l'Jffjl-fl!IH'

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TUNE: Salvation Army Hymn First to the Graduate we will sing a song We will sing their praises loud and long For of their brillianey there is no doubt So we can't leave that class out. Next let us sing all the Seniors all They're the proctors here in VVhittier Hall And the class the Year Book is about So we can't leave that class out. Next the Iunior's praises we will sing We are proud to wear the same class ring They're the class we think so much about So we canlt leave that class out. Then we come to the Sophomore class, of course VVe are pleased to recommend them as a boss They're the class that keeps us trotting all about So we can't leave that class out. Now it's not polite to compliment yourself But we can't see the Freshmen put upon a shelf So we give it to you as a thing to think about That we ean't leave our own class out. Chorus Freshmen, sing-sing-sing with all your might Sing-sing-sing-this Vlfednesday night Sing and show 'em we can fight But don't leave one class out. Now to sing this song has been some little task But if it pleased you that is all we ask And we leave it to you, as judges in the bout Did we leave one class out? Sophomores forever Thy name We sing Pride of our college Victory we bring to thee, our dear old classmates, Sophomores forever Thy name we praise, Three cheers for Sophomores And Sophomores' ways. Rah! Rah! Rah !. CRepeatj Page Om'-Hzclidlcd Sufi Su