Lyrics

Alma Mater

Our alma mater Wichita,
Stands proudly on the hill.
Our sons and daughters bow to thee,
Our hearts with praise we fill.

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Then, hail our Alma Mater!
Hail, Thee, grand and true,
Long wave the yellow and the black,
O Wichita, Here's to you!

Around our lives are memories
That tenderly entwine,
And thru the midst of the rolling years,
Of thee we build a shrine.

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Thy call to all that life holds dear
Is a clear and shining guide.
With love and truth and loyalty
And may they e'er abide.

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