You waltz her in the corner, lad
You hold her close like this,
You put your arms around her waist
and on her lips a kiss,
And if she starts to murmur,
or if she starts to sigh,
You tell her it’s the grand old seal
Of dear, old Sigma Chi.
I waltzed her in the corner, sir
I held her close like this,
I put my arms around her waist
and on her lips a kiss,
She did not start to murmur,
She did not start to sigh,
And now we have a legacy
To dear, old Sigma Chi.