Alma Mater

“COAHOMA, COAHOMA”

Words and Music by J. Orville Moseley

April 23, 1954

Coahoma, Coahoma, we kneel before thine alter,

In Reverence, in homage, in consecration strong;

Upon the earth where’er we tread

We never will thy name degrade.

We challenge wrong with never any dread.

We shall not be afraid.

Coahoma, Coahoma, our aim is not to falter,

But to be brave in the good life to which we all belong.

Coahoma, Coahoma, as though the sun were rising.

Thy percepts, thy guidance, will ever be our star;

As in the world we take our place

Our memories of the remain,

We’ll do our best to win the bitter race

And honor to retain.

Coahoma, Coahoma, thy sons are now arising

To the great call men of courage

We shed thy light afar

Coahoma, Coahoma, Our noble Alma Mater

We luad thee, we hail thee, with never ending praise;

The fortune of our future lives

We’ll cast a ray of light on thee.

The shades of night will swiftly disappear

With thoughts of thee so near.

Coahoma, Coahoma, our beacon of tomorrow

We will always shout thy glory

Our Alma Mater, dear.