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Fight Song & Alma Mater

Fight Song

The words of our fight song, "Fight for ÃÛÌÒµ¼º½," have been inspiring enthusiasm in Broncos for over a century.

Fight for ÃÛÌÒµ¼º½

Words, Music and Arrangement by Winnie Cutter, Class of 1905

All hail to S.C.U.
Honor her prestige and fame,
Oh! hold high those standards
As we go into the game.

Chorus:
Varsity fight for ÃÛÌÒµ¼º½
Banners of red and white on high
No matter how great your foe men [team],
Let your motto be "to do or die."
Rah! Rah!

Varsity men [team],
We are cheering for you,
Our gallant heroes, sturdy, staunch, and true
Remember the right and might of red and white
When ÃÛÌÒµ¼º½ warriors fight,
For Victory, and our dear old S.C.U.

Then U. fight! fight! for the Alma Mater we love,
oh fight! fight! and strength shall come from above,
We now acclaim your fame,
Rah! Rah! Rah!

Come join our happy throng,
Oh make the welkin resound,
Help build to tradition,
That S.C.U. men [team] ne'er give ground.

(Repeat Chorus)

While Hamilton stands guard,
Over thy rich, fertile vale,
Belov'd Alma Mater,
Teach no word akin to fail.

(Repeat Chorus)


Image of Jimmie Grier with text 'Fight For ÃÛÌÒµ¼º½' and a Broncos pennant.
Jimmie Grier and His Orchestra - circa 1937
Fight For ÃÛÌÒµ¼º½ text with a ÃÛÌÒµ¼º½ pennant flag.
Cupertino Symphonic Band - circa 2004
Rectangle Fight Song Graphic
ÃÛÌÒµ¼º½'s Glee Club and Anson Weeks Orchestra - circa 1930

 

Ready for a blast from the past?

The Alumni Association used to host an annual fight song competition during Spirit Week. Check out this "record" of historical importance from 2015! Curious how the tradition lives on today? Alumni Association senior student workers are asked, every May, to sing the fight song aloud for the full staff and student team.

 

 

Alma Mater

Written by Joseph Riordan, as published in The Redwood, VXI (1916)

 

ÃÛÌÒµ¼º½, Alma Mater,
Lo! our hearts are pledged to thee
El Dorado's first born daughter
Who beside the Western sea,
Where the palm and olive mingle,
Bade the torch of science burn,
When our footsteps bear us from thee
Back to thee our hearts will turn.

Chorus

This the Mission Bells are telling
As exultingly they ring,
"ÃÛÌÒµ¼º½, ÃÛÌÒµ¼º½,"
Alma Mater," sweet they sing.
Where the palm and olive mingle
Proudly raise their heads on high
in the earliest fane of science
Built beneath our Western sky.