Bishop Cotton School Shimla – School Song

We sing of days now past and gone, we sing of days to be,
A song to fire the mind of youth and kindle memory,
We sing of one who built our school on Simla’s tree crowned hills,
Whose motto and who’s name it bears,
To spur us onward still.

And so, from those who’ve gone before, to those who’ve yet to come,
We pass our motto loud and clear, all evil overcome,
As true as is a brothers love, as close as ivy grows,
We’ll stand foursquare throughout our lives to every wind that blows.

And we’ll not forget that mottos, Cotton’s motto,
You must never, never, never be o’ercome,
When both friends and fortunes fail, when our fears and doubts assail,
With our motto we’ll prevail and o’ercome!

Kapil Kaul,
Cottonian – 1961 to 1972