 The Sweetheart of Sigma Chi
Words by Byron D. Stokes, Albion 1913

When the world goes wrong, as it's bound to do

And you've broken Dan Cupid's bow

And you long for the girl you used to love

the maid of the long ago

Why light your pipe, bid sorrow avaunt,

Blow the smoke from your altar of dreams

And wreathe the face of your dream-girl there

The love that is just what it seems.The girl of my dreams is the sweetest girl

Of all the girls I know

Each sweet co-ed, like a rainbow trail

Fades in the after glow

The blue of her eyes and the gold of her hair

Are a blend of the western sky

And the moonlight beams

On the girl of my dreams

She's the Sweetheart of Sigma Chi.The girl of my dreams is the sweetest girl

Of all the girls I know

And the moon still beams

On the girl of my dreams

She's the sweetheart of Sigma Chi.