Things I’ll never forget, learning our alma mater in Miss Brown’s choir class in what seemed like the highest octave ever.
The hopes and dreams of our tomorrow link us together, within the walls of Whitney Young we’ll make them come true, they’ll come true — they’ll come true. In Whitney Young there beats a heart of strength and contentment. Our loyalty to her we know we’ll always possess, we’ll possess — we’ll possess. She bears the name of one who rendered service to all men. He stands out in our minds as one who taught peace and love towards mankind, towards mankind. Whitney Young, Whitney Young, this is our song for Whitney Young. Whitney Young, Whitney Young, this is our song for Whitney Young!!