WVU ALMA MATER
Alma, our alma mater
The home of Mountaineers
Sing we of thy honor
Everlasting through the years.
Alma, our alma mater
We pledge in song to you
Hail all hail our alma mater
West Virginia U!
Fight, fight, fight, fight, Mountaineers!
We're here to cheer for you.
Take that old ball down the field.
We're putting our faith in you.
Play that team right off its feet.
You can't be beat we know.
And when the game is through,
we'll all cheer for you.
West Virginia, West Virginia, rah!
My brother Bill runs a still on the hill
Where he turns out a gallon or two
And the buzzards in the sky get so drunk they can not fly
Just from sniffing that good old mountain dew.
They call it that good old mountan dew,
And them that refuse it are few.
I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug
With that good old mountain dew.
My aunt Lucille had an automobile,
It ran on a gallon or two.
It didn't need no gas and it didn't need no oil,
It just ran on that good old mountain dew.
'Tis a gift to be simple, 'tis a gift to be free
'tis a gift to come down where you ought to be.
And when we find ourselves in a place just right,
'twill be in the valley of love and delight.
When true simplicity is gained,
to bow and to bend we shant be ashamed,
to turn, turn will be our delight
'til by turning, turning, we come 'round right.
HAIL, WEST VIRGINIA
Let's give a rah for West Virginia
And let us pledge to her anew
Others may be black or crimson
But for us it's Gold and Blue
Let all our troubles be forgotten
Let the college spirit rule
We'll join and give our loyal effort
For the good of our old school.
It's West Virginia, it's West Virginia
The pride of every Mountaineer
Come on you old grads
Join with us young lads
It's West Virginia now we cheer Rah Rah!
Now is the time boys
to make a big noise
No matter what the people say,
For there is naught to fear, the gang's all here
So Hail West Virginia, hail!
Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, growin' like a breeze.
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama, take me home, country roads.
All my memories gather round her
Miner's lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye.
I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
And driving down the road I get the feeling
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday.
(Chorus ~ twice)