Where the gold is buried deeply
Where the waters have sprung free
Where the mines, the homes, the industries
stand proud for all to see.
There lies our Alma Mater
The school of all our pride
Our Selcourt, our pride, our hope
Our ever-faithful guide.
Through good times and through bad times
To the rafters let it ring
With steadfast effort and fair play
We onward pressing every sing of
Selcourt, our pride, our hope, our friend,