HERE’S A COUPLE OF OLD SONGS YOU MAY
REMEMBER..........
TO OLD PHI PSI*
PHI PSI’S, WE ARE THE MEN, MEN OF THE OLD
AND NEW,
DRINK THEN
BEFORE WE PART, TOAST THE COLORS TRUE.
WE BELONG TO
A FRAT, FRAT THAT WILL NEVER DIE,
BUT WILL
STAND FOR THE SPIRIT AND HONOR OF OLD PHI
KAPPA PSI. HIGH!
WHEREVER WE
ARE WE ALWAYS DRINK TO OLD PHI PSI,
AND NOW THAT
WE’RE HERE, WE’LL GIVE A CHEER WITH HIGH,
HIGH, HIGH,
DRINK, THEN,
WITH ALL OUR HEART, TOMORROW WE MUST PART,
SO TOAST MEN,
TOAST PHI KAPPA PSI. DRINK!
*to be sung
standing with drink in hand ready for the
toast
COME
BACK TO PHI PSI*
WHEN YOUR
CLASS IS GONE AND SCATTERED FAR,
SEEMS NO ONE
KNOWS WHO YOU ARE,
AND IT SEEMS
THE CAMPUS HAS FORGOT,
IF YOU WERE
EVER THERE OR NOT.
WHEN YOU’RE
ALL ALONE AND FEELING BLUE,
AND THE WORLD
SEEMS GROWING OLD TO YOU,
WHEN YOU’D
LIKE TO BE A BOY ONCE MORE,
AS YOU USED
TO BE IN THE DAYS OF YORE.
COME BACK TO
PHI PSI, WE’RE JUST
THE SAME.
JUST AS WE
USED TO DO, WE’LL CALL YOUR NAME.
WE HAVE
YOUR PICTURE UP ON OUR WALL,
YOUR HAND
FITS RIGHT IN OURS, WE’RE BROTHERS ALL!
*a rather solemnly sung song as I
recall
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