we
are the sons of westwood
and we hail the blue and gold
true to thee our hears will be
our love will not grow old
bruins roam the hills of westwood
by the blue pacific shore
and when they chance to see a man from usc
every bruin starts to roar
U-C-L-A
U-C-L-A
FIGHT!
FIGHT!
FIGHT!
we are the sons of westwood and we hail the blue and gold true
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Jun 23, 2009 9:55pm
