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We hail from the the state of Maine boys, we're wild wooly and rough
We ride the girls, drink and smoke, and do everything that's tough
Always light hearted, free from care, to a friend we're always true
You'll always find us ready to find for dear old sigma nu.
Who am I sir? Fraternity Man am I
A Sigma Nu, sir and will be till I die!
Hi-Rickety-Whoop-tedo What's the matter with Sigma Nu?
Hallaballoo terikahoo all together for Sigma Nu!
Us Sigma Nus, we like to live, but when it comes to die,
You'll never hear us moan and groan, you'll never hear us sigh
We'll walk right up to the pearly gates, you bet your ass we do,
For at the gates we meet St. Pete, and he's a Sigma Nu!
Who am I sir? Fraternity Man am I
A Sigma Nu, sir and will be till I die!
Hi-Rickety-Whoop-tedo What's the matter with Sigma Nu?
Hallaballoo terikahoo all together for Sigma Nu!
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Now if by chance you wander off the straight and narrow path,
And if you flunk your morals like you used to flunk your math.
Don't be dissapointed boys when you hear the funeral knell,
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We have an alumni chapter from the very depths of hell!
Who am I sir? Fraternity Man am I
A Sigma Nu, sir and will be till I die!
Hi-Rickety-Whoop-tedo What's the matter with Sigma Nu?
Hallaballoo terikahoo all together for Sigma Nu!
Balls to your partner
Ass against the wall
If you ain't been laid at Sigma Nu
Then you ain't been laid at all!
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