Far above the golden valley
Glorious to view,
Stands our noble Alma Mater,
Towering towards the blue.

Lift the chorus ever onward,
Crimson and the Blue
Hail to thee our Alma Mater
Hail to old KU.

Far above the distant humming
of the busy town,
Reared against the dome of heaven
Looks she proudly down

Greet we then our foster mother,
Noble friend so true,
We will ever sing her praises
Hail to old KU