Based on the 1873 John Oxenford version of Men of Harlech
To the tune of Men of Harlech
Lyrics by Alex Diaz-Granados (with advice from Juan Carlos Hernandez)

Boy of Harvard, what’s your story?
Tell her now or you’ll be sorry.
A gorgeous lass stands before ye,
Hear ye not her call?

At your pause she seems to wonder;
Rend your teenage fears asunder,
Let your heart’s a deaf’ning thunder
Answer her love’s call.

Kisses need exchanging
Passions loudly waking;
Till your young hearts beat as one,
The mourning soul is breaking;
Fears on every side assailing
Onward march with heart unfailing,
Make her see your love prevailing,
Cobras never fall!

(C) 2024 Alex Diaz-Granados
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