Don’t send my boy to Harvard the dying mother said
Don’t send my boy to Michigan, I’d rather see him dead (see him dead).
Just Send my boy to Iowa State, it’s better than Cornell,
But rather than to Iowa U, I’d see my boy …

Chorus
In the evening by the moonlight you can hear those dormies singing
In the evening by the moonlight you can hear those banjos ringing
How the old folks would enjoy it,
They would sit all night and listen,
As we sang in the evening by the moonlight by the moonlight Rah-da-de-dah

Singing in the moonlight, moonlight, moonlight
Singing in the moonlight Rah-da-de-dah
Singing in the June light, June light, June light
Singing in the June light Rah-da-de-dah,
Rah-da-de-dah…. Rah-da-de-dah …. sshhhhh.

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