Where the Pemi shines so fair, ‘neath Prospect calm to view
Through deep woods and gentle meadows flow its waters blue
Sound their message in our chorus, lift our voices free
Honor to thy memory glorious, Plymouth hail to thee.
Clear the vision of thy mountains strong, thy rock-ribbed vales,
Gentle are thy bending birches staunch against the gales
Sound their message in our chorus, lift our voices free
Honor to thy memory glorious, Plymouth hail to thee.