The Black and Gold

To the Black and to the Gold, All respect and love we hold,
To thy praise, Oh Theta Gamma, Forever we will sing.
As we clasp each others hand, In that strongest iron band,
That holds us one and all in Theta Gamma.
As the years go slipping by, tho'ts of you will never die,
These same years will simply strengthen, Our respect and love for thee.
Tho we can not clasp each hand, we will ne'er forget the band,
That holds us one and all in Theta Gamma.