In the days of long ago,
In the town of Owego,
The brave and noble Indian made his home.
And with paints of red and blue,
He would stain his face anew,
Whenever through the valley he would roam.
Here the Indian held his sway,
Now there stands the OFA,
Where we progressive lad and lassie too.
Study lessons by the score,
And our minds with knowledge store,
Our banner is a flag of red and blue.
When long years have passed away,
And our hair is turning grey,
We'll remember all the tasks we used to do
. When the hard lessons of the past,
Have borne their fruit at last,
We'll be loyal to the flag of red and blue.
Long years may come and pass away
But we shall still be true
To the banner of the OFA
The flag of red and blue