You once were a child so young and
When you started to school you were
three and three;
But each year you've studied, and
now here you are
We're right glad to see you've gotten
It is May - - it is May - - it is May
You'll leave the school and go on your way.
To the seniors of S.F.X.A.
With a smile we graciously say
We are glad to be here
To present robes so dear
For we know you're deserved them
These white caps and gowns.
You have dreamed of them every so long
Now your wish has come true with a song
It's near graduation
We feel your elation
In these long hoped-for white caps and gowns.