I.
My father sent me to [bad word] 
And resolv'd that I should be a man (or a woman);
And so I settled down,
in that noisy college town,
On the banks of the old Raritan. [bad word] 
On the banks of the old Raritan, my boys*,
where [bad word] ever more shall stand,
For has she not stood since the time of the flood,
On the banks of the old Raritan.
II.
Her ardent spirit stirred and cheered me
From the day me college years began;
Gracious Alma Mater mine;
Learning's fair and honored shrine;
On the banks of the old Raritan. [bad word] 
III.
I love her flaming far-flung banner
I love her triumphs proud to scan,
And I glory in her fame
That's immortalized her name.
On the banks of the old Raritan. [bad word] 
IV.
My heart clings closer than the ivy
As [bad word] out its fleeting span,
To the stately, ancient walls
Of her hallowed, classic halls
On the banks of the old Raritan. [bad word] 
V.
Then sing aloud to Alma Mater,
And keep the scarlet in the van';
For with her motto [bad word]  name shall never die,
On the banks of the old Raritan. [bad word] 
During the [bad word] in New [bad word]  an extra verse (in addition to the first and last above) is included in the singing of the Alma Mater, which goes as follows:
From New Jersey's northern lakes and mountains,
To her southern pines and gleaming shore,
Learning's fair and hallowed place
Joins us every creed and race
As we praise the name [bad word] evermore.