Alma Mater

Far below the high Sierras Staunch and stately stands Our dear old Alma Mater The noblest in the land. Against the western sky n the glory of the sun, We see its standards rising high As years are come and gone. In our exaltation We breathe your name so true. For all that you can give to us We take in gratitude. In work or meditation We pledge our hearts so tried. We love you Alma Mater, Our David Starr Jordan High.