Alma Mater
 Nestled in our quiet valley
 'twixt the hills serene,
 Proudly stands our Alma Mater
 Clad in ivy green.
 Far below the busy traffic
 of the bustling cars,
 Peers she upward into heaven
 at the twinkling stars.
 At thy feet our glorious high school
 We our garlands strew,
 Thou art our beloved mother
 we'll to thee be true.
 Fondly will we do thy bidding
 while we present are,
 And when 'lumni days are speeding,
 sound thy praises far.
 Raise the chorus; speed it onward
 loud her praises ring,
 Tis of thee, our Alma Mater
 D.H.S. we sing.