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