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In the shadows of the maple, Under skies so blue,Stands our dear old Alma Mater,Glorious to view. Sound the chorus, speed it onward!Thee we’ll never fail.Hail to thee our Alma Mater;Rockvale High, all hail! Sound the chorus, speed it onward! Thee we'll never fail. Hail to thee our Alma, Mater; Rockvale High, all hail! Sound ? Thee ? Hail to ? Rockvale ? the chorus, ? we'll ? thee our ? High, ? never ? all hail! ? speed ? Alma Mater: ? fail, ? it ? onward ? ! ? |