[Verse]
To her we sing who keeps the ward
O'er all her sons from sea to sea;​
Our Alma Mater, Washington,​
A health! A health we give to thee.​
Child of the mighty western land,​
You're the mother of a mighty race,​
Silent her gentle vigil holds
In strength, purity, and grace.​

[Chorus]
All hail! Oh, Washington!​
Thy sons and daughters sing glad acclaim,​
Thro' years of youth and loyalty;​
And still in age we sing they fame.​
In honor thy towers stand,​
The battlements shine in dawning light,​
And glow again in sunset rays.​
All hail! Oh, Washington!​