 | Dartmouth lyrics by Richard Hovey |  |
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HERE'S A HEALTH TO THEE, ROBERTS!
Here's a health to thee, Roberts,
And here's a health to me;
And here's to all the pretty girls
From Denver to the sea!
And here's a health to me;
And here's to all the pretty girls
From Denver to the sea!
Here's to mine and here's to thine!
Now's the time to clink it!
Here's a flagon of old wine,
And here are we to drink it.
Now's the time to clink it!
Here's a flagon of old wine,
And here are we to drink it.
Wine that maketh glad the heart
Of the bully boy!
Here's the toast that we love most,
“Love and song and joy.”
Of the bully boy!
Here's the toast that we love most,
“Love and song and joy.”
Song that is the flower of love,
And joy that is the fruit!
Here's the love of woman, lad,
And here's our love to boot!
And joy that is the fruit!
Here's the love of woman, lad,
And here's our love to boot!
| Dartmouth lyrics by Richard Hovey | |