The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not moved with concord of sweet Sounds
Is fit for Treason, Strategems, and Spoils.


Until the sands of life are run,
We’ll sing to thee, PSI UPSILON.

Welcome, Brothers, Old & Young

The College Chorus

Psi U Joys

After the Battle

The Ever Lovely Maiden

Psi Upsilon Smoking Song

Psi U Fellowship

Psi U Doxology

Dear Old Shrine


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