Sail in and defeat them,
Johnny Harvard,
Now we're going to beat them.
Hit that ball an awful crack,
Drape { the Red and Blue New Haven town } in black,
Make those {Pennsylvania lads trembling Elis all } feel blue
Rah! Rah! Rah!
Harvard! Harvard! Harvard!
GLORY FOR THE CRIMSON.
Up with Harvard's banner to the place it held of yore,
In the loyal spirit that shall live for evermore!
The sun will set in Crimson as the sun has set before,
For this is Harvard's day.
CHORUS.--Glory, glory for the Crimson, etc.
Bat the ball so hard you run those fielders off their feet,
Score a dozen runs or so then start in and repeat,
And the band will play "Fair Harvard" to the tune of "Up the Street,"
For this is Harvard's day,
CHORUS.--Glory, glory for the Crimson, etc.