To the tune of the “Battle Hymn of the Republic”

"Place Your Dough Through Greene"

There is green upon the water;
There is green upon the land.
There's a House of Greene in Boston
Built to lend a helping hand.
To the man with lazy dollars,
Who thinks it would be grand
To be an independent guy.

_Chorus_
Glory! Glory! To the Greene Plan,
To the preacher and baseball fan,
To the millionaire and ice man
Who place their dough through Greene.

There shines a light along the road
That means "full speed ahead!"
And those who grasp its meaning
Know the truth cannot be dead.
Their sympathy for all of those,
Who take Greene light for red,
They've got their signals mixed.

_Chorus_
Glory! Glory! To the Greene Plan,
To the preacher and baseball fan,
To the millionaire and ice man
Who place their dough through Greene.

_etc etc_