MANUAL MARCHING SONG

When you’re marching for old Manual

You had better march like men,

For every mile you march with her,

You’ll wish for eight or ten

When you’re marching for old Manual,

Your four years won’t be long,

And then you’ll wish you were back again,

To sing her marching song

Chorus:

Marching for old Manual

A worthy road we tread

The heart is beating high

And the blood runs red

We’re all young together

And the best of life’s ahead

When you’re marching for old Manual