Shout till the rafters ring
 Stand and drink a toast once again
 Let every loyal Maine man sing
 Then drink to all the happy hours
 Drink to the careless days
 Drink to Maine, our alma mater
 The college of our hearts always

 To the trees, to the sky, to the Spring and its glorious happiness
 To the youth, to the fire, to the light that is moving and calling us
 To the gods, to the fate, to the rulers of men and their destinies
 To the lips, to the eyes, to the girls who will love us someday

 Oh, fill the steins to dear old Maine
 Shout till the rafters ring
 Stand and drink a toast once again
 Let every loyal Maine man sing
 Then drink to all the happy hours
 Drink to the careless days
 Drink to Maine, our alma mater
 The college of our hearts always

 To the trees, to the sky, to the Spring and its glorious happiness
 To the youth, to the fire, to the light that is moving and calling us
 To the gods, to the fate, to the rulers of men and their destinies
 To the lips, to the eyes, to the girls who will love us someday

 Oh, fill the steins to dear old Maine
 Shout till the rafters ring
 Stand and drink a toast once again
 Let every loyal Maine man sing
 Then drink to all the happy hours
 Drink to the careless days
 Drink to Maine, our alma mater
 The college of our hearts always