When the band takes its trip every hall is packed tight,
And the home concert draws all to hear and to see.
With fine instruments glowing,—in uniforms bright,—
The performers blend harmony in every key.
Grouped en masse on the stage they're a glorious sight,
So their many warm friends must surely agree.
And the home concert draws all to hear and to see.
With fine instruments glowing,—in uniforms bright,—
The performers blend harmony in every key.
Grouped en masse on the stage they're a glorious sight,
So their many warm friends must surely agree.
On the campus, at twilight there's music in spring.
As the people stroll quiet or sit on the ground
And the children oft dance with a wild, merry fling,
A more pastoral scene nowhere can be found.
At commencement the finish; Loud praises e'er ring
For the great college band, justly loved and renowned.
As the people stroll quiet or sit on the ground
And the children oft dance with a wild, merry fling,
A more pastoral scene nowhere can be found.
At commencement the finish; Loud praises e'er ring
For the great college band, justly loved and renowned.
