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The
Senior Class we are,
We came from far and near;
It was in nineteen two
That we all gathered here.
O, happy times we had,
When we where Freshmen green;
But soon we’ll leave old Uni.
And never more be seen.
We always had our fun,
We always played our tricks;
Upon the wooden fence
We painted naughty-six.
O, happy times we had
When we were Juniors gay,
But very soon our paths will lead
From the old Uni. Way.
And on this Ivy Day
We plant our little vine,
In living memory
It will our hearts entwine.
O, happy days we’ve had,
We leave them with a sigh,
And to our own dear Uni.
We’ve
come to say
GOOD
BYE!
(excerpt from the song Far
Chee Well, Uni written by UNL students in 1920's)
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