Alma Mater

Rising 'neath the golden sunshine
And the blue, blue sky.
Proudly stands our Alma Mater,
Dear old Westside High.

You're our idol, inspiration
Memories never die;
For we'll love and cherish ever,
Hold your standards high.

So with hearts of happiness,
Voices deep with pride;
We proudly hail and loudly praise,
Our own dear Westside High.

CHORUS:
Oh, we love you, yes we love you;
Courage ever high.
We pledge to thee our loyalty,
Dear old Westside High!
            Linda Burriss Roberts