Galt our Alma Mater To thee our voices ring
To praise your mighty spirit And the triumph you bring.
Our hearts grow warm with ‘rememberance
When’er your name does sound.
Your halls have held our happiness From them our joys resound.
The victories we’ve won.
The friends that we have made The mem’ries of those joyous days Will never ever fade.
All hail! All hail! All hail!