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Diagnosing Hyde: The Gauld Effect
Anonymous:
--- Quote ---On 2006-03-27 05:38:00, Anonymous wrote:
"Jim Searles had perfect pitch...he never used a pitch pipe!"
--- End quote ---
Damn, you have a good memory. So what are the lyrics to the school song? Marsha and I would like to sing it at our next gig.
Todd Donahue
Anonymous:
Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom.
We Come, We Come
We come with a shout and a song.
Singing always, as we go marching on.
We are a merry, happy-go-lucky throng,
We are the Souls of Hyde...boom, boom, boom.
We're the chosen band,
United by true friendship's ties.
Swell the joyous strain,
To meet the echos from on high,
Oh won't you listen to the song,
We sing as we go marching by.
We'll give a cheer for five words dear,
And for all the souls of Hyde.
Anonymous:
--- Quote ---On 2006-03-27 09:32:00, Anonymous wrote:
"Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom.
We Come, We Come
We come with a shout and a song.
Singing always, as we go marching on.
We are a merry, happy-go-lucky throng,
We are the Souls of Hyde...boom, boom, boom.
We're the chosen band,
United by true friendship's ties.
Swell the joyous strain,
To meet the echos from on high,
Oh won't you listen to the song,
We sing as we go marching by.
We'll give a cheer for five words dear,
And for all the souls of Hyde."
--- End quote ---
http://www.adps.org/manuals/ADPS-Pledge ... ersion.pdf
The Marching Song (We Come)
C.S. Smith, Amherst, 1874
(Tune: ?Ubi Bene?)
We come, we come, we come with a shout and a song,
Singing always as we go marching on,
We are a merry, happy-go-lucky throng
In Alpha Delta Phi.
We're the chosen band,
United by true friendship's tie.
Swell the joyous strain
To meet the echoes from on high.
Listen to the song
We sing as we go marching by.
We'll give a cheer for
And for Alpha Delta Phi.
Anonymous:
It's also close to the Bowdoin song
Anonymous:
--- Quote ---On 2006-03-27 09:32:00, Anonymous wrote:
"Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom.
We Come, We Come
We come with a shout and a song.
Singing always, as we go marching on.
We are a merry, happy-go-lucky throng,
We are the Souls of Hyde...boom, boom, boom.
We're the chosen band,
United by true friendship's ties.
Swell the joyous strain,
To meet the echos from on high,
Oh won't you listen to the song,
We sing as we go marching by.
We'll give a cheer for five words dear,
And for all the souls of Hyde."
--- End quote ---
Hey thanks. We will work it in right before Farewell Angelina.
Todd
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