Alma Mater


Dear Alma Mater, Wilson High
Our love we freely give to thee;
Beneath thy Blue and Gold we stand,
In proud array, a loyal band.
Enraptured with kind thoughts do we
Laud Wilson High, dear Wilson High!
With happy mem'ries of the hours
When we were gath'ring tares or flowers
Preparing for our destinies.

For thee our eyes with blessings shine,
Our kindest thoughts are all for thee;
Dear Alma Mater, knowledge's shrine,
Our youthful hearts are wholly thine
And we do yield our love so free.
O, Wilson dear, for many a year
Long may thy teachings of the Truth
Be guide and precept for thy youth
To the lasting fame of Wilson High.



Words by M. Alton Richards