Alma Mater Harriet N. Gibbons, '45 Frederick Jarmon, '43
Hail to our Alma Mater, dear is Her name, And there shall be no other to surpass Her fame. Hers is the hand that guides us day after day, And She will stand beside us, when we go on our way. May blessings be upon Her, shepherd of youth; She holds the seat of honor, in the hall of truth. Mem'ries of Her shall never fade from our hearts, And we will praise Her ever, for the love She imparts. Sing ev'ry voice together, let echoes rise. Hail to our Alma Mater, shout to the skies. Holding the torch of wisdom, She leads the way Clasping the hand of freedom, as She marches along.
In little Frankfort stands Mighty K.S.U. With a will to fight, a will to win no matter what our foes may do. Rah! Rah! Rah! Stand up and give a cheer for a Thorobred victory. We still do our best when we're asked to stand the test and we'll win victoriously! Go Thorobreds Go! Fight Thorobreds Fight!