OCS Alma Mater

Far across the Chattahoochee, to the Upatoi,
OCS our Alma Mater, Benning's pride and joy,
Forward ever, backward never, faithfully we strive,
To the ports of embarkation, follow me with pride,
When it's time and we are called to guard our country's might,
We'll be there WITH OUR HEADS HELD HIGH, in peacetime and in fight,
Yearning ever, failing never, to guard the memory,
The call is clear; we must meet the task