THE SCHOOL SONG (Introduced by the Late Principal W.J. Davies, MBE)
1. Come swell the chorus one and all and join the ranks with me Prosperity to the Prince’s boys upstanding three times three Dear as of old and dear as now and despite any storm Long live for many a thousand years our Prince of Wales, Kingtom. Chorus: For searching Sierra Leone far and wide No school can well be found That sends forth truer gentlemen, Or stands on firmer ground.
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Tis not alone in Science lore her manly sons excel The cricket and the athletics ground their tale of triumph tell. The Church, the State, the Camp, the Bar with varied voice attest That wheresoe’er bright honour calls her sons are with the best. As on her walls we read the names renowned in former days With beating hearts we vow to match their daring and their praise For who would care through time to drift with dull and drowsy face Unworthy of his faith and name, his fathers and his race? Though scattered far we seldom meet the friends our boyhood knew Old joys and griefs in memory dwell, toned down to sober hue, And as some well-remembered name grows great we glow with pride To think that in our youthful days we struggled at his side. And when at last old age is ours and manhood strength has fled And young ambition’s fire is cold and earthly hopes lie dead, We feel our boyhood thrill once more and think it’s just life’s morn And keep a niche within our hearts for Prince of Wales, Kingtom.
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