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THE SON OF A DKE
When I was a Freshman
A freshman, soft and green
I dreamt of Delta Kappa,
Of College life the queen.
And when upon the wooly goat ,
They gently mounted me,
I felt with jo I'd reached at last
The Hall of DKE,
CHORUS
I'm the son of a, son of a, son of a, son of a.
son of a DKE!
I'm the sen of a, son of a, sen of a, son of a,
son of a DKE!
Like ev'ry college fellow.
I like my whiskey free.
For I'm a rambling rake of a college man,
And the son of a DKE
When I was a Sophomore
So festive gay and tree.
I were with pride the diamond pin
Of our jolly fraternity.
I thought I owned the campus,
My style was great to see.
And I paralyzed the Freshmen
With my yarns of DKE.
(REPEAT CHORUS)
A sentimental junior,
I sported a moustache;
Among the innocent maidens
I cut an awful dash!
I broke a leg en the football field,
But I only said "Oh! Gee!
For I never swear, I'm a moral man
And the son of a DKE!
(REPEAT CHORUS)
A grave and reverend Senior,
I soothed my fevered brain
By dreaming of Commencement Bay.
Pipes, ladies and champagne!
And when In happy years to come
I sport my children three,
I'll mark them each with a stencil plate
One D! one K! one E!
(REPEAT CHORUS)
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