VI. ANCHORS AWEIGH

Anchors Aweirh, my pooys

Anchors Aweigh

Farewell to college joys,

We sail at break of day-day-
dayv-day!

Thru our last might on shore

Drink ta the foam

Until we meet once more

Here's wishing you a happy
voyage Hone.

Stand Navy down the field

Seil to the exy.

We'll never change our course

So Army you steer shy-y-y-y

Roll up the score Navy

Anchors Aweigh

Sail Navy down the field and
sink the Army,

Sink the Arny grey.