[Verse 1] Hancock builds our many products— Workmanship so great. On the job both late and early— At our plant in New York State. With his staff he meets our orders— For here and many other lands. A. H. Hancock, we are with you— Yes sir, every man. [Verse 2] Punched cards and tabulators, Time clocks ticking true, Sorters swift and keypunches hum, All crafted through and through. From the eighty-column card, To scales that weigh precise, A. H. Hancock leads the way, In Endicott's device. [Verse 3] Through the years, his steady hand, Has built our company's name, Innovation thrives, the plant expands, With Hancock's rightful fame. From factory floor to office door, His legacy is clear, A. H. Hancock, we’re proud to say, You’re the man we all revere.
