College Days - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
COLLEGE DAYS. Written by Edward Harrigan. 
Oh, many moons have passed and gone Since first I went to school, At Harvard, dear old Harvard, friends, I learned the Golden Rule; My classmates scattered here ana there, All trod their different ways, I love to think and ponder o er My youthful college days-I love to think and ponder o'er My youthful college days. 
I remember when a Freshman there, My age just twenty-four. In the Yale and Harvard races I always rowed stroke oar; Our colors-handsome scarlet bright-First led the van always; Admired by the ladies all. Was I in college days-Admired by the ladies all, Was I in college days. 
Oh, the day when I did graduate, I was my parents' pride, Fitted for the bar or bench, A linguist, too, beside; Socially I'd always meet My colleagues bright and gay, And toss a merry social glass, To our commenoement day-And toss a merry social glass, , To our commencement day. 
Culture and intelligence Are qualities quite fine, They help constitute the gentleman, In every worldly clime; You may crush them down unto the ground With poverty's cold ways, They'll rise again, assert their claims As taught in college daysThey'll rise again, assert their claims As taught in college days.