| Reared against the eastern sky.
our Alma Mater stands on high, With out-stretched hands she beckons All who heed her call. Hear! as she speaks with wisdom smart,
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| Hail dear Ligon,
Our Alma Mater,
We, thy sons and daughters heed thee. Hail, Alma Mater! Hail, Alma Mater! Hail! Hail! Hail! Longing ever to remember...
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