Nigel High School Song by Axel Braumann

Whatever I encounter on the journey thro’ my life,
My footsteps will not falter — whether walk’d in peace or strife
I’ll hold my head up high; I’ll look men in the eye,
I will do the very best I can to help myself — and my fellowman:

To the highest,
To the highest,
To the highest!

Looking back I will remember all the moments of my youth —
From Jan’ry to December when I learnt of love and truth;
I learnt to bear up and fight for what I know is right —
As I love this place and all it means to me;
Where I’m taught to do and I’m taught to see:

To the highest,
To the highest,
To the highest!

But before I fall asleep I’ll remember God in prayer,
And I thank fhim or his blessings and my soul’s within his care;
One day I think that it will be like that swallow, proud and free,
Flying high against its band of gold reaching heights hitherto untold:

To the highest,
To the highest,
To the highest!

When I look at life’s confusion, I pray for peace of mind,
I will ask for restitution and the days I left behind;
Beneath its dome of sky, our school, when hearts were high,
It will stand alone, though decades pass, and’ll mean one thing when we’re old at last:

To the highest,
To the highest,
To the highest!