School Song

OAKHILL THE BRAVE

Hark! When the night is falling
Hear, hear; a voice is calling –
Loudly and proudly calling, singing the truth.
Then, when the hills are sleeping
Now feel the blood a-leaping,
High as the spirit of our new Knysna youth.
Where – ere your name may roam –
Oakhill my Knysna home’
High may your proud banner gloriously roam -,
School of my high Endeavour,
School on the shining river,
School of my heart forever:
Oakhill the brave!