(Verses)

From the hills of Georgia's northland

Beams thy noble brow,

And the sons of Georgia rising

Pledge with sacred vow.

'Neath the pine trees' stately shadow

Spread thy riches rare.

And thy sons, dear Alma Mater,

Will thy treasures share.

And thy daughters proudly join thee,

Take their rightful place,

Side by side into the future,

Equal dreams embrace.

Through the ages, Alma Mater,

Men will look to thee;

Thou the fairest of the Southland,

Georgia's Varsity.

(Chorus)

Alma Mater, thee we'll honor,

True and loyal be,

Ever crowned with praise and glory,

Georgia, hail to thee.

Tune: "Annie Lisle" (c. 1870) by H.S. Thompson

Arrangements: Hugh Hodgson, class of 1915; Thomas Y. Wallace, B.M. '70, M.F.A. '72

Lyrics: J.B. Wright, Jr., Class of 1912; Third verse by Gail Carter Dendy, B.A. '74, M.A. '81

Note: In response to a request by the University Council for more inclusionary language in the Alma Mater, the third verse was added in 1990.