Our sturdy Golden Bear
Is watching from the skies;
Looks down upon our colors fair,
And guards us from his lair.

Golden Bear is ever watching;
Day by day he prowls

When our Oski rips through the air.
Like our friend Mister Jonah, Stanford's team will be found,
In the tummy of the Golden Bear.

And when the game's done,
California's Golden Bear has carried the day.

All our rival's hopes are doomed to die,
When our Golden Bear looks down on high;
Hear our Oski's mighty thunder,
...
Brawn and brain are all in vain
Unless our spirit's there
In ev'ry son of the Golden Bear.
...
Let the echoes ring our Oski

Oh, have you seen the heavens blue, heavens blue,
When just sev'n stars are shining through, shining through
Right overhead a jovial crew?
They're joining hands to make the Bear
...
And oh, that Bear's a glorious sight, glorious sight,
A-circling 'round the pole all night, pole all night;
And once you've seen him, you're all right,
You've seen our California Bear.
...
He has a very patient air, patient air,
He wears a Paderewski hair, 'rewski hair,
He's the center rush of the heavens I swear,
Our silent, sturdy Golden Bear.
...
A Californian through and through,
Our totem, He, the Golden Bear.

Rumbling, grumbling, loud upon the air,
Sounds the growling of the mighty Bear.
Californians gather 'round his Lair,
And march to Victory.
...
Marching along for California
We stride beside the fighting Bear.

Californians fight with the sturdy might
of the growling Golden Bear.
Our Oski sounds and shakes the ground
As vict'ry fills the air.