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The Banquet Hall
Words and Music: Horace Lozier, Chicago 1894

Hark! Hark! give heed to Wooglin’s call:
Thrice welcome to the banquet hall!
The feast is spread, the wine is poured (wine is poured),
Come, gather ’round the festal board.

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And drink, drink, drink, drink, drink your nectar rare!
Drink, drink, drink, drink, banish all your care!
In rare old Wine of Thirty-Nine,
Pledge: Grand old Beta, yours and mine!

Before this joyous night is gone,
Before our last good song is sung,
And while the lamps are growing dim (growing dim),
We’ll strike our glasses brim to brim.

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