As I go trav'ling down life's highway,
  whatever course my fortunes may fortell.
  I shall not go alone on my way,
  for thou shalt always be with me,
  Rydell.
  
  When I seek rest from wordly matter,
  in palace or in hovel I may dwell,
  And tho' my bed be silk or tatters,
  my dreams shall always be of thee,
  Rydell.
  
  Thru all the years,
  Rydell, and tears, Rydell,
  we give three cheers, Rydell,
  for thee.
  
  Thru ev'rything, Rydell,
  we cling.
  Rydell, and sing, Rydell to thee.
  
  I saw a dead skunk on the highway
  And I was goin' crazy from the smell
  'Cause when the wind was blowin' my way
  It smelt just like the halls of old Rydell.
  And if you gotte use the toilet,
  and later you start to scratch like hell,
  take off your underwear and boil it,
  'cause you got memories of old Rydell.
  
  I can't explain, Rydell
  this pain, Rydell
  is it ptomaine, Rydell gave me?
  Is it V.D., Rydell
  Could it be, Rydell
  you ought to see the faculty.
  
  If Mister Clean, Rydell, has seen Rydell,
  He'd just turn green and disappear.
  I'm out-ta luck, Rydell, dead duck, Rydell
  I'm stuck, Rydell, right here.