Verse 1
O'er the hills your sons and daughters
Stretching far and near,
To execute your fine endeavor
And hold your honor dear.
Verse 2
All the days we've been together,
Fondly we recall
Days of fair and stormy weather,
Thou has gladdened all.
Chorus
Alma Mater,
Alma Mater,
Tender, fair, and true,
Grambling High with love overflowing
We owe our all to you.
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