Downsville School 1947 Yearbook (Downsville, NY) - Full Access

10 Senior Class Song Tune: "Gal in Calico" We're the graduating Class Nineteen forty-seven. Though they call this D. C. S. To us it' seemed like heaven. We are angels, we are angel~ all-ye , iree. Will you miss us, will you mi s us all?-wait and see! Now, dear teacher , li t n well, Peace at last ha come, You've taught us to write and spell, Thought us very dumb! But who made classes gay, yippce-i, yippee-o, We seniors! who're about to go. Girl Sing You boys of the Senior Cla Want to take a bow, Every time you poke aloud It oft n cau ed a row! Do we Jove you, do we love you? Aye, that we do: Archie, Donnie, Al, and Jimmi , And Roy, here, too. You skipped !'chool one fateful day, That w urely kn w. You made Mac come after you Ploughing through the snow. But it is over now, all we say, all we say, We're sad it's graduation day! Boys Sing You girls of the S nior Cia , With your lovely curl Every time that you walk pHst All head go awhirl. Are you pretty, will we miss you so? Should we ay? 11 we told you, if we told you. "No,'' What a day! All Sing But now we are to graduate Full of memories We'll forget our "diff rences", And all our worries. The long awaited day ha come at Ia t The chool has lost its S nior Class. THE EAGLE