American Old Time Song Lyrics: 46 Out On A College Rah Rah

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Copyright, 1894, by The John Church Co.
Words by Edward Harrigan. Music by Dave Braham.

Come, join us, we all have to paint the town-
We students so jolly, you know,
Go homing and tooting, to do it up brown-
Wide open, my boys, let it go.
At football, to-day, we have won the games
A cuckoo, dear, dear, oh, mamma;
We're easy and breezy, oh, just the same,
We're out on a college rah! rah!

Oh, my love's a dove, a peach;
Let me whirl with my girl-
Ah, she's out of sight, she's a beauty bright,
She's a gem, a dream, a pearl;
Oh, she warbles like a bird-
Full of trills, how she thrills;
I tell you, my dear boy, she's my evening star;
She's fond of my college rah! rah! rah! rah!

Come with as, we all know a thing or two-
We students high rollers, you bet.
At singing and dancing, oh, anything new,
We grab it, my boys, don't forget.
For vicr'ry. to-day, we shout 'till we're dry,
And wet it, my boys, at the bar:
Keep smashing and crashing, we ne'er say die,
We're out on a college rah! rah!- Chorus.

Together we students go in a crowd,
All chummies, so merry and swell;
We stack up a racket, of course its allowed,
For vict'ry,boys, now let us yell.
Come, rally, my lads, yes, all in a group,
To holler "Zip, boom an' a zar."
We're inners and winners, not in the soup­We're out on a college rab! rah!- Chorus.
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