ALMA MATER

Words by: Sarah Collins Fernandis, 1882
Music by: Chauncey Northern, 1924

O Hampton, a thought sent from Heaven above, 
To be a great soul's inspiration; 
We sing thee the earnest of broad human love, 
The shrine of our heart's adoration. 
Thy foundation firm and thy roof tree out spread, 
And thy sacred altar-fires burning, 
The sea circling 'round thee, soft skies overhead, 
Dear Hampton, the goal of our yearning!  

Refrain

O Hampton, we never can make thee a song 
Except as our lives do the singing, 
In service that will thy great spirit prolong, 
And send it through centuries ringing! 

Sarah Collins Fernandis

Fight Song 

All hail, to the Hampton Pirates
Rulers of the sea, 
All hail, to the Hampton Pirates 
Best team they'll ever be!! 
All hail! Hail! Hail!

To the mighty Hampton Pirates, 
Hail to the White and Blue! 

It's H-A-M-P-T-O-N, 
Hampton Pirates fight to win, 
Hampton Pirates we love you!