Nestled in the Hudson Valley,
Midst the mountains grand;
Proudly stands our Alma Mater,
Fairest in the land.

Raise the chorus, speed it onward;
Loud her praises ring;
'Tis of thee our Alma Mater,
N. H. S. we sing.

Fondly will we do thy bidding,
While we present are;
And when 'lumni days are speeding,
Sound our praises far.

Raise the chorus, speed it onward;
Loud her praises ring;
'Tis of thee our Alma Mater,
N. H. S. we sing.