Mid the pines there stands an emblem
Of the noble, true, and right,
Lifting up her values ever,
Hail to thee, the blue and white.
Future years may bring us triumph,
Days ahead may bring us pain;
But the memories of thy teachings
Ever with us will remain.
We salute thee, Dear Old Brookwood,
We will e'er to thee be true,
To the morals and the standards
Of our own dear white and blue.