Alma Mater

Where the hills of Pennsylvania
Stand like sentinels round
Nestling fondly in the valley
Lies our high school town.

High School days will soon be over
Far from thee we’ll roam
But we’ll think of thee dear Rochy,
Ever as our home.

CHORUS

Rochy High, our Alma Mater
Thee we’ll always praise
Sons and daughters ever loyal
Songs to thee we’ll raise.