Alma Mater

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Skidmore, we rejoice to sing thy praise
Hail, thou mother of our college days,
Loud we'll sing and long adore thee.
Alma Mater, Ave!

Slowly time rolls on in endless flow
As these brightest seasons come and go,
Surely onward wilt thou guide us.
Alma Mater, Ave!

When our happy college years are past
And we leave thy gracious halls at last
Thou remainest aye to cherish
Alma Mater, Ave!

WORDS AND MUSIC BY HENRY T. MOORE PRESIDENT, SKIDMORE COLLEGE 1925-1957