Bright College Days, oh, carefree days that fly
To thee we sing with our glasses raised on high
(Those wearing glasses raise them)
Let's drink a toast as each of us recalls
Ivy-covered professors in ivy-covered halls

Turn on the spigot
Pour the beer and swig it
And gaudeamus igitur

Here's to parties we tossed
To the games that we lost
(We shall claim that we won them some day)
To the girls young and sweet
To the spacious back seat
Of our roommate's beat-up Chevrolet
To the beer and benzedrine
To the way that the dean
Tried so hard to be "Pals" with us all
To excuses we fibbed
To the papers we cribbed
From the genius who lived down the hall

To the tables down at Mory's (wherever that may be)
Let us drink a toast to all we love the best
We shall sleep through all the lectures and cheat on the exams
And we'll pass and be forgotten with the rest

Soon we'll be out amid the cold world's strife
Soon we'll be sliding down the razor blade of life
But as we go our sordid separate ways
We shall ne'er forget thee
Thou golden college days

Hearts full of youth
Hearts full of truth
Six parts gin to one part vermouth Writer/s: Tom Thomas Lehrer
Publisher: Public Domain
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