School Song for Camp, Kalyani nagar and Undri

We sing our school song, with a voice loud and strong,
We chant “Bishop’s” name with a will.
It’s the School that we honour,
the best school of all !
Let our chorus now re-echo to the hills.
The pure Deccan winds waft our theme
to the world.
We are proud of our past and today,
May God bless our dear school and
enkindle the flame
In each spirit that within her works and plays.
The flowers all around speak of beauty serene,
And as symbols of strength the hills stand,
While the “Mulla” like progress flows on
through the days,
Nature’s lessons are before us to command

The years will press on, and the cares
of the world,
May make us forget for a while,
But the thought of the School shall
inspire us anew,
Give us courage, greater strength and
peace of mind.
When life’s work is done and the past
echoes by,
And we ponder on days left behind,
We shall look back with pride on the
School that we love,
The Alma Mater that our memories
enshrine.
And when at long last our life’s course we have run,
May the world be aware of us then,
That we honoured our School that
taught us how to live,
To be “THOROUGH”, to be true,
and to be men.

Let the welkin resound with our loud
clarion call,
“Play up Bishop’s ! never let our
Colours fall !”
“Play up, Bishop’s ! never let our
Colours fall !”.

      --- by A.E.Lunn.