The glorious dawn, the sunset's glow,
Reflects earth's beauties here below;
Fairest of all there is a shrine
God-given for your life and mine.
Dear Thomson High, thy praise we sing,
And Honor to thy name would bring,
Our Alma Mater loved, renowned,
Shall ever in our hearts be crowned.
Led on by Honor's radiant star,
Thy glory still shall shine afar.
We'll cherish thee when hearts grow old,
And e'er revere thy Black and Gold.
