The Sweetheart of Sigma Chi

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 alter 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