Oh Delta Gee

(To the tune of “Oh Danny Boy”) / Recording by Tim Karplus

Oh Delta Gee – the change in Gibbs free energy
Can tell us if a process will advance
‘Cause if the value’s less than naught it translates that
Reverse reactions haven’t got a chance

But when the sign is plus it is the opposite
And then the backwards happens all the time
A factor is the standard Gibbs free energy
So don’t forget about the delta G naught prime

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