ALMA MATER In the foothills of the Ozarks, Near the Petit Jean, Stands our glorious Alma Mater; Harding is her 'lame. CHORUS Sing the chorus! Shout it loudly! Echoing through the .ale; Hail to thee, beloYed Harding! Alma Mater, hail! Christian standard is her motto; Christian life is stressed; A nd in e>ery branch of learning Each one does his best. Harding opens wide her portals, Thus im'iting all Who would tread the path of knowledge; Heed then to her call.
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