 To your call once more, we rally Alma Mater, hear our praise. Where the Wabash spreads its valley, filled with joy, our voice says praise. From the skies is flooding, everyone's gonna cheer, let's have a tell. Of your victories and your heroes, help her do we sing all hail. Hail, hail to old Purdue, all hail to our old home in glad. She may she ever have a son of a new one, but of the days we spent with you, all hail our old Purdue.