The Yellow Rose has burst its bud
As the sun looks down from Heaven.
Upon this earth, another flower!
The class of fifty-seven!
To many folks this is just another year
In the annals of our time,
But to those who'll leave St. Stephens High,
This is the year sublime,
We've toiled through twelve long years
To set our goals in sight;
Homework gave us "that pain in the neck"
Till the wee hours of the night,
Weve all had our ups and downs
And failed a test or two;
Preparation brought us happiness;
Slackness made us blue,
'Twasn't often we appreciated
Our parents constant cry,
"Get out of bed and hustle,
Your ride will soon be by."
Nor did we think to give our thanks
As often as we should
To those fine folks of ours, who
Only through self-denial could
Afford the many things it takes
To make us fell secure;
To whom we give our gratitude
For ever and ever more,
We must not by-pass our teachers
Who gave us certain glances
To get our minds back on our work
And out of teen-age trances.
"Their best interests are for you,"
Of times so hard to believe.
But to them we give a special praise,
And ask that they receive
The personal thanks of each of us
In whom there has been planted
Roots of knowledge, virtue, and love
Which will never be supplanted.
We raise our praise unto our school,
Good Old St. Stephens High. . . . .
To the spirit of the Blue and Gold
May it never die;
But be nurtured by the spark of youth
Who'll fill these cultured halls
To sing its songs and anthems raise
As to shatter forth its walls,
May each one who remains herein
To gain his education
Endeavor to find the joys
That come with graduation,
Having made accomplishment in
Everything that is done
For through continuous effort
The battle will be won.
And so we bid farewell to thee
and leave you our adieus
Praying for the best success in
Whatever path we choose.
"If God be for us, who can be against us?"
Our motto for inspiration
To guide us through the years ahead,
A thought for meditation.
And as we reach into the future
And towards our goals we climb,
Let's not forget we've left
Footprints on the sands of time.