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Hail, Alma Mater! Fry mah hide! We thy chillun sin' thee;
Hono' an' glo'y may we evah brin' thee;
By our devoshun upward we will win' thee,
Proud of thy progress.
Here whar our Pappys fought thet they might give us
Freedom fo'evah fum a tyrant grievous,
Larn us t'cherish whut they died t'leave us
Stirred by their spirit.
Germantown High Skoo, we will sarve thee evah;
Loyal an' lovin', we will fail thee nevah;
We will exalt thee by our joint indeavo',
an' of thy greatness.
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