|Alma Mater Green, Gold and Blue||Fight Song|
|The greenwoods scent the dewy air where golden treasures lie,
Beneath the bonnie, bonnie blue in the land of Hazen High.
Whene’re a’roving far from thee to seek our fortunes due,
These golden hours the dearer be with the touch of green and blue.
So let there be no last farewell among the Highland Clan,
For Highland hearts will always dwell in the brotherhood of man.
So on our lips we seal our vow to be true to green, gold, and blue.
|The Hazen Highlanders come down from the hill.
Our loyal students cheer as one loud and shrill
Our adversaries will learn to fear our name
After seeing how we fight to win the game.
So, go, go, you Highlanders for all Hazen High
Keep your banners high for all to see.
And they’ll take the low road
And we’ll take the high road
Back to Hazen with victory.