Alma Mater

I
On old Wartburg’s eastern border,
Reared against the sky,
Proudly stands our Alma Mater,
As the years go by.

 

Chorus:
Forward ever be our watchword,
Conquer and prevail,
Hail to Thee our Alma Mater,
Central High, ALL HAIL!

 

II
Green the boughs that rustle ‘round Thee,
On Thy stately crest,
Dearer are the mem’ries of Thee,
Alma Mater blest!

 

III
Though the years of life provide us,
Each a sep’rate part,
May the shining mem’ries of Thee,
Hold us one in heart.

 

 

 

Midi file of the alma mater used with permission from Wilson Stewart.