School Song
It was written by a former student in the 1920s.
The original melody is taken from a song of the time, Annie Lisle, a melancholy ballad of a heroine with tuberculosis, written by Boston musician H. S. Thompson in the late 1850s. Although Cornell is believed to be the first school to have used the melody for its alma mater, it has since been copied by high schools and universities around the world, including Indiana University, University of Missouri, University of Georgia, University of North Carolina, the American University in Beirut and Baldwin Boys High School, many of which contain lyrics similar to the Cornell lyrics. http://www.gleeclub.com/experience/cornellsongs.php
Shout "All Hail" for Baldwin High school
shout it loud and long;
our beloved alma mater
come and join her song
CHORUS-
Lift her banner, bear it onward;
Righteousness and truth
are the watchwords of the conflict,
valiant be, ye youth.
Come and wear her colours royal,
Wear the red and blue,
Strong in purpose, firm and loyal
to her cause be true.
Lift her banner, bear it onward;
Righteousness and truth
are the watchwords of the conflict,
valiant be, ye youth.
Whereso'er her sons shall struggle
they shall win renown
utterly her foes they'll vanquish,
and will cast them down.
Lift her banner, bear it onward;
Righteousness and truth
are the watchwords of the conflict,
valiant be, ye youth.
Lo! for her the day is dawning,
back the shadows roll,
and prophetic angels standing,
show her glorious goal.
Lift her banner, bear it onward;
Righteousness and truth
are the watchwords of the conflict,
valiant be, ye youth.
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