| By Bertha A. Corbin |
| O dear Booker T, we sing thy praises |
| And honor the name that we love, |
| Thy standards of life we always cherish |
| And work for your interest and good. |
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| O yes we love dear B.W.I |
| And sing of her greatness to others |
| We honor thee and this the reason why, |
| Thou are our Alma Mater. |
| O dear Booker T, we love thy teachings, |
And pray and hope for years to come, |
| Thy progress and power for ever leading, |
| May carry the lights to our homes. |
| REPEAT REFRAIN |
| Someday when our school life is over, |
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| And we gather to say to all good-bye, |
| We'll dream of the hours we've been together |
| And days spent at B.W.I |
| REPEAT REFRAIN |
