We hail to thee, Jeff Davis High!
The school we love so dearly,
We'll always wave thy banners high
And true to you we'll be.
Four short and happy years
We've labored in thy halls;
Our loves, our hates, our doubts, our fears,
We've met within thy walls.
Our class has
strived to be the best
Of any that ever graced thee,
To set example for the rest,
Who in the future must leave thee.
And though we go from thee forever,
Go from dear Jeff Davis,
Our fondest memories cling ever,
Cling to dear Jeff Davis.
The Arrozal, 1924