Tis ever sweetly ringing, the name we
hold so dear
Our voices take the glad refrain and echo far and near.
As loyal sons and daughters, let us in song unite.
All glory, praise and honor bring to the Purple and the White.
Alma Mater, Alma Mater - Hail, all
Hail to thee!
Sing it loud that all may hear:
South High Hail To Thee!
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