There's a famous thoroughfare
I've heard collegiates say
I'm not referring to Piccadilly
It's not 42nd Street
It's not the rue de la Paix
Nor is it Market Street in Philly
Ask most any college Romeo
To complete your education you must go....

Down the old ox road
Though you'll never find where it is
By looking in maps
With a little investigation you'll discover perhaps
That this old tradition's not a place
But just a proposition called
The old ox road
The old ox road

Ox road could be any romantic spot:
A country highway or a moonlit yacht
It could be in the parlor
When the lights are burning low;
It could be in the movie
In the very last row

Down the old ox road
In the magic of the moonlight
You are filled with delight
While the leaves that flutter o'er you
Whisper lover tonight
Why keep waiting, and debating
When you know it's time for mating
On the old ox road
On the old ox road