Gordonian Song.

Out from the vaulted gateway with the march of eager
feet
The lads of the laughing legions fare forth the world to
meet
The world to meet and master O Wizardry benign
Omni Nunc  Arte Magistra sings in your heart and mine.
 
Chorus.
For we're a' Gordonians here
Were a' Gordonians here
Tho' far and lang the road we gang
There's ae bield whar we aye belang
The bield we'll aye hold dear.
   
We are the lads of Gordons
And Gordon's aye we'll be.
Whate'er the fates we follow
What'er the lands we see
On soldier sang or toiler
The olden glamour falls
We'er sons to greet a  mother
Within these storied walls.
 
 Set in yon stately city
O school of memory
All winds of the world are wafting
Our dream thoughts back to thee.
Where aye the turf is green, lads
And youth will clarion still
And the morning stars be shining
Above the old Schoolhill.
 
Latin School song.
Gordonienses sumus,qui laeti cantamus,
Nos pueri virique  Collegiae praeclarae.
Concordia cum magna, voces remittimus
Per terram Scotorum atqu~ alienorum
Gordonienses nos, hic omnes hodie,
Maiorum natu memores et Scholae fideles,
Omni nunc arte magistra
Carmen superbum clamemus,
Gordonienses nos.
 

Click on photograph to hear school song.
"Gordonienses Sumus"
Robert Gordons College Senior Choir September 09.
Directed by Mrs Ronda McClogan piano Mr Chris Pearson.