Sons of Westwood [UCLA] lyrics

We are the Sons of Westwood,

and we hail the blue and gold,

true to thee our hearts will be,

our love will not grow old.

(Yell) FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT!

Bruins roam the hills of Westwood,

by the blue Pacific shore

and if by chance they see

a man from U$C,

every Bruin starts to roar.

(Cheer)

U (clap, clap, clap)

C (clap, clap, clap)

L (clap, clap, clap)

A (clap, clap, clap)

U-C-L-A Fight, Fight, Fight.

(Repeat First 2 Verses):