The Marching Bandmember's Creed
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ON, ON, I WILL MARCH ON.
ON BEAT, ON STRIDE, ON KEY, ON SONG.
ON MUDDY FIELD, THROUGH DEWY GRASS,
OVER COBBLESTONE MY HEELS WILL PASS,
THROUGH GALE AND HAIL AND HEAT AND SNOW,
MY FEET WON'T FALTER. NEVER. NO.
I WILL MARCH ONTO MAIN STREET PROUD,
THEN ON TO GAME DAY'S CHEERING CROWD,
'TILL ALL MY STEPS AND NOTES ARE GONE,
I WILL MARCH ON. AND ON. AND ON.