Boy of Harvard (Parody Version of Men of Harlech)
Boy of Harvard (To the tune of Men of Harlech ) Boy of Harvard, what's your story? Tell her now or you'll be sorry. A gorgeous lass stands before ye, Hear ye not her call? At your pause, she seems to wonder; Rend your teenage fears asunder, Let your heart's a-deaf'ning thunder Answer her love's call. Kisses need exchanging Passions loudly waking; Till your young hearts b eat as one, The mourning soul is breaking; Fears on every side assailing Onward march with heart unfailing, Make her see your love prevailing, Cobras never fall!