"Fair Catawba"
By Bernice & Alvin R. Keppel
Down in the verdant Southland,
High on the Piedmont plains,
There’s a tower that is piercing the heavens,
And a campus of fond mem’ry lanes.
Higher than the walls of man’s making
Are the thoughts of my sojourn there.
Brighter than the sun upon waking
Are the friendships time cannot outwear.
Fair Catawba, my Catawba,
Symbol of life and right!
We thy sons and daughters hail thee,
Queen of light!
Rich and glorious be thy future,
World of influence wide.
And with us, who bear thy culture,
May thy precepts and spirit abide.
