[Verse 1] Theodore H. Brown, professor so well known, At our schools in Endicott his seeds are sown, In the minds of students of the I. B. M., Helping them develop into greater men. [Chorus] Ever onward, knowledge grows, From the seeds that Brown bestows. In our hearts and minds, we see, I. B. M.’s great legacy. [Verse 2] With his wisdom, we are taught, Statistics’ power, finely wrought. In the halls of learning’s grace, He lifts us to a higher place. [Chorus] Ever onward, knowledge grows, From the seeds that Brown bestows. In our hearts and minds, we see, I. B. M.’s great legacy. [Verse 3] His wisdom plants the roots of future dreams, In fertile minds where innovation streams. From Endicott to Harvard’s halls, his light, Guides I. B. M. to ever greater height. [Chorus] Ever onward, knowledge grows, From the seeds that Brown bestows. In our hearts and minds, we see, I. B. M.’s great legacy.
