"Bow Down to Washington"

Bow down to Washington
Bow down to Washington
Mighty are the men who wear the purple and the gold
Joyfully we welcome them within the victor's fold
We will carve their names in the hall of fame
to preserve the memory of our devotion.

So heaven help the foes of Washington
They're trembling at the feet of mighty Washington
Our boys are there with bells
Their fighting blood excels
It's harder to push them over the line than pass the Dardenelles.

So, "VICTORY" is the cry of Washington
Our leather lungs together with a RAH! RAH! RAH!
And o'er the land the loyal band will sing the glory of Washington forever!!

"Vict'ry for Washington"

Vict'ry for Washington
For the purple and the gold
Vict'ry for Washington
Hear the Husky cry of old to win
The Husky pack is fighting on again
Hear the loyal rooters sing
Vict'ry for Washington
Our Alma Mater will ring.

"Alma Mater"

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

All hail! O Washington!
Thy sons and daughters sing glad acclaim
Through years of youth and loyalty
And still in age we sing thy fame

In honor thy towers stand
The battlements shine in dawning light
And glow again in sunset rays
All hail! O Washington!