Where the rolling foothills rise Up t'wards mountains higher, Where at eve the Coast Range lies, In the sunset fire, Flushing deep and paling; Here we raise our voices hailing Thee, our Alma Mater. REFRAIN: From the foothills to the bay, It shall ring, As we sing,; It shall ring and float away; Hail, Stanford, Hail! Hail, Stanford, Hail! Tender vistas ever new Thru'the arches meet the eyes, Where the red roofs rim the blue Of the sun-steeped skies, Fleck'd with cloudlets sailing, Here we raise our voices hailing Thee, our Alma Mater. REFRAIN: When the moonlight-bathed arcade Stands in evening calms, When the light wind half afraid Whispers in the palms, Far off swelling failing, Student voices glad are hailing Thee, our Alma Mater. REFRAIN
Where the rolling foothills rise
Up t'wards mountains higher,
Where at eve the Coast Range lies,
In the sunset fire,
Flushing deep and paling;
Here we raise our voices hailing
Thee, our Alma Mater.
REFRAIN:
From the foothills to the bay,
It shall ring,
As we sing,;
It shall ring and float away;
Hail, Stanford, Hail!
Hail, Stanford, Hail!
Tender vistas ever new
Thru'the arches meet the eyes,
Where the red roofs rim the blue
Of the sun-steeped skies,
Fleck'd with cloudlets sailing,
Here we raise our voices hailing
Thee, our Alma Mater.
REFRAIN:
When the moonlight-bathed arcade
Stands in evening calms,
When the light wind half afraid
Whispers in the palms,
Far off swelling failing,
Student voices glad are hailing
Thee, our Alma Mater.
REFRAIN
oohhh it's wonderful
this is beautiful!! :)