CLASS SONG
Tune:
Maybe It's Because
Dear old Wilson how we hate to leave you,
Now it's time to say good-bye;
Friends and teachers here, have always been so dear,
And really, time did seem to fly.
We will ne'er forget the things you stand for,
As down the road of life we go;
All the things we've learned, and all the grades we've earned
We're not ashamed, but proud, to show.
We will miss the friendly faces we see in the halls, Mister Sweeney's smile and greeting we'll miss most of all;
Alma Mater dear, we know we'll miss you,
More and more as years go by;
But you will always be, here in our memory,
Forever Woodrow Wilson High.
By Virginia Baggarly
Front Row - Carmines, Johnson, Mrs. Rawls, Lowe
Back Row - Savage, Prince, Rutter