Alma Mater...

Sometimes in the evening before we're asleep,
We lie there just dreaming of a camp we can't leave.
We'll cherish the memories that we're fondest of,
Our camp runeth over with love.

Onota's blue waters, the clear star filled sky,
Path's lined with white birch trees reach ever so high.
Its beauty surrounds us with sunlight above,
Our camp runeth over with love.

It's hard to imagine our camp beneath snow,
But during cold winters warm memories will grow.
We won't forget friendships called Winadu love,
Our camp runeth over with love.
Our camp runeth over with love.

BLUE and WHITE

Blue and White we all love you,
We will fight for our Winadu.
Cha Cha Cha OOO

Days filled with youthful cheering,
Are endearing to campers true.
Cha Cha Cha OOO

Raise your hand as a token,
That we'll all be loyal to you.

Even though no words are spoken,
All our hearts will show,
Our love for Winadu- FIGHT!