My name is Sigma Chi, Sir, and I live across the green,
Our gang, it is the jolliest that you have ever seen;
Oh we drink our stein of lager and we smoke a big cigar,
Our yell, you hear it ringing thro’ the country near and far.
CHORUS
Oh, who am I, sir, I’m a Sigma Chi,
Sigma Chi, sir, will be till I die. Hey!
We’re up to snuff, we never bluff, we’re game at any fuss,
No other gang in college dares to meet us in a muss;
So fill your lungs and sing it out and shout it to the sky,
The Blue and Gold forever, I’m a loyal Sigma Chi! Hey!
And when we prom the avenue, all lined up in a row,
Then arm in arm and step in time as down the street we go;
And no matter if a freshman green or in a senior’s gown,
The people all admit we are the warmest gang in town.
CHORUS
We may not live forever on this jolly good old sphere,
But while we do we’ll live a life of merriment and cheer;
And when our little day is done and night is drawing nigh,
With parting breath we’ll sing the praise of good old Sigma Chi.
CHORUS
