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Ride High, You Mustangs!
Kick the frost out, burn the breeze
Ride High, You Mustangs!
Hi! Ki! Yi!
Ride High, You Mustangs!
Ride High and cut a rusty
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On Pacific shores, 'neath Bishop Peak
Along the serene San Luis Creek
Lies our alma mater, grand as can be!
Many a foe will stalk her ground
But we, mighty Mustangs, won't be found
But valiantly marching to victory!
Strike up the band for all to hear!
For our alma mater, sing and cheer!
Ride high and she'll never fail!
Banners of green and gold will raise
And so will the echoes of her praise
For Cal Poly will prevail!
YEA POLY!
Along the serene San Luis Creek
Lies our alma mater, grand as can be!
Many a foe will stalk her ground
But we, mighty Mustangs, won't be found
But valiantly marching to victory!
Strike up the band for all to hear!
For our alma mater, sing and cheer!
Ride high and she'll never fail!
Banners of green and gold will raise
And so will the echoes of her praise
For Cal Poly will prevail!
YEA POLY!
All Hail Green and Gold
May your praises e'er be told
Of friendship and of courage
and stalwart sons of old
May your praises e'er be told
Of friendship and of courage
and stalwart sons of old
All Hail Green and Gold
In your name we shall prevail
So to California Polytechnic
Hail! Hail! Hail!