Hail to the Brown and Gold!
We pledge thee to uphold
Wherever we may be
Thy honored name.
Through years that come and go,
To pay the debt we owe
We'll e'er be true to you,
Dear old Valpo.

Hail to the Brown and Gold!
Recall the days of old,
The happy days which we
Ne'er shall forget.
As shadows longer grow
Brighter the flame shall glow,
The flame of love for you,
Dear old Valpo.

Hail to the Brown and Gold!
Thy sons and daughters hold
In loving loyalty
Thy colors dear;
Colors whereby they show
What others, too, should know:
That they belong to you,
Dear old Valpo.
(Tradition dictates singing of the third verse in less formal settings.)

* Written in 1935 by President Oscar C. Kreinheder (to the tune of "How Can I leave Thee.")