We’ve heard those loyal fellows up at Yale Brag and boast about their Boola-Boola. We’ve heard the Navy yell; We’ve listened to Cornell; We’ve heard the sons of Harvard tell How Crimson lines could hold them. Choo Choo, Rah Rah, dear old Holy Cross; The proud old Princeton tiger Is never at a loss. But the yell of all the yells, The yell that wins the day, Is the “HOYA, HOYA SAXA!” For the dear old Blue and Gray.