As we close 
Each Cub knows 
What it means 
To be fair, 
To be true, 
To be proud 
Of the gold 
And the blue. 

Meetings through, 
Don't be blue; 
Meet again 
With our den; 
Until then 
Obey the law; 
Join the rest 
Do your best. 

Sun of gold, 
Sky of blue, 
Both are gone 
From our sight, 
Day is through. 
Do your best 
Then to rest, 
Peace to you.