With crimson in triumph flashing,
Mid the strains of victory,
Poor Eli's hopes we are dashing
Into blue obscurity.
Resistless our team sweeps goal-ward,
With the fury of the blast,
We'll fight for dear old Harvard
Till the last white line is passed.
Harvard! Harvard! Harvard!
Harvard! Harvard! Harvard!
Harvard! Harvard! Harvard!
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