The University Of New Brunswick

Lyrics:

Three cheers for good old U.N.B. It dishes out a liberal education. Three cheers for good old U.N.B. And example to the whole Canadian nation. We've faculties for everything, expanding everyday. The teachers are well qualified to teach, or so they say. In fact, to furnish better they would have to give them pay. Three cheers for good old U.N.B.

Let's sing: Three cheers for good old U.N.B. Our President's a youthful whipper snapper Three cheers for good old U.N.B. A regular chin-upper and back slapper. He oozes with efficiency and personality He convinces wealthy persons to support dear U.N.B. He gave to Hugh John Flemming an expensive LL.D Three cheers for good old U.N.B.

Let's sing: Three cheers for good old U.N.B. We've Artsmen who will say some elation Three cheers for good old U.N.B. There were Artsmen Up the Hill since its creation. Though well fattened on the classics and on studies anthropoid, And Dryden, Yeats, and Browning they have thoroughly enjoyed, But when they leave these hallowed halls they'll join the unemployed, Three cheers for good old U.N.B.

Let's sing: Three cheers for good old U.N.B. The foresters have world wide reputation, Three cheers for good old U.N.B. They learn the art of forest cultivation Though some of them are shabby and they hardly ever shave, Just see those woodsmen at their books, they study and they slave They planted a whole forest over poor Bliss Carmen's grave Three cheers for good old U.N.B.

Let's sing: Three cheers for good old U.N.B. The Physicists deserve our full attention Three cheers for good old U.N.B. Their activities are worth at least a mention, Their facilities are ample, Yheir instructors have the brains, To yell up the Chemists, "Quit plugging up those drains Cos' everytime you run a tap, down here it rains and rains!" Three cheers for good old U.N.B.

Let's sing: Three cheers for good old U.N.B. Our engineers make quite and aggregation Three cheers for good old U.N.B. They've a hundred years of steady operation. Though many of the faculty have U.N.B. degrees They've very curious notions in the way of charities They at every darned Encaenia give each other M.Sc's. Three cheers for good old U.N.B.

Let's sing: Three cheers for good old U.N.B. Now post-grads are the lowest of the species Three cheers for good old U.N.B. They sweat and toil to write a lengthy thesis If you should die tomorrow, U.N.B. would hardly miss you Your interesting thesis would become a burning issue As to who should be allowed to take it home for toilet tissue Three cheers for good old U.N.B. That was the last verse. Three cheers for good old U.N.B.

Note(s): This song was used in the Red & Black Review in 1952 or 1953.

Source(s):

• UA Case 128; Section 2; File 5.