Alma Mater

There’s a High School in New Jersey,

Dear Old Bloomfield, bless her name,

And we’ve loved her, yes, we’ve loved her

Since the day when first we came.

So all hail to Alma Mater,

And pledge eternally

To live and die for Bloomfield High

In love and loyalty.

Soon the time will come when leaving

Brings sorrow to each heart.

And we’ll say good-bye to Bloomfield.

Let us promise, ere we part,

Though the years be long, whenever

We may meet we’ll join in praise

And thank our Alma Mater for

Our good old high school days