The song can be sung as reproduced below.
Far above Cayuga's waters,
With its waves of blue,
Stands our noble Alma Mater,
Glorious to view.
Lift the chorus, speed it onward,
Loud her praises tell;
Hail to thee our Alma Mater!
Hail, all hail, Cornell!
Far above the busy humming
Of the bustling town,
Reared against the arch of heaven,
Looks she proudly down.
Lift the chorus, speed it onward,
Loud her praises tell;
Hail to thee, our alma mater!
Hail, all hail, Cornell!
Sentry-like o'er lake and valley
Towers her regal form,
Watch and ward forever keeping,
Braving time and storm.
So through clouds of doubt and darkness
Gleams her beacon light,
Fault and error clear revealing,
Blazing forth the right.
To the glory of her founder
Rise her stately walls.
May her sons pay equal tribute
Whene'er duty calls.
When the moments, swiftly fleeting,
Ages roll between,
Many yet unborn shall hail her:
Alma Mater, Queen!
In the music of the waters
As they glide along,
In the murmur of the breezes
With their whispered song,
In the tuneful chorus blending
With each pealing bell,
One refrain seems oft repeated:
Hail, all hail, Cornell!
Here, by flood and foaming torrent,
Gorge and rocky dell,
Pledge we faith and homage ever
To our loved Cornell.
May time ne'er efface the memory
Of her natal day,
And her name and fame be honored
Far and wide away!