Being a great marching band takes a lot of sacrifice;
Getting weekends off, I suppose it's very nice.
When we get among those pretty lights, we know it was worth all the
stress;
We know we're something special and we hope to be the best.
Down on the field, people played and people ran,
While judges watched and people cheered up in the stands.
And when we finished, the award handout began;
We did so well, we walked away the winning band.
We practice every day, even though we nearly freeze.
Doing a brilliant job,
It means so much to me . . .
Get your gloves on, and your shiny shoes,
We know we're ready, we know we just won't lose.
Down on the field, people played and people ran,
While judges watched and people cheered up in the stands.
And when we finished, the award handout began;
We did so well, we walked away the winning band.
Hey, now, move it there! See, I nearly ran you down.
The dream, the drive, the moment arrives,
It makes me feel alive, alive, alive . . .
This is my chance, Good Skill™ is on my side
(I'll tell you something, you gotta keep thinking
I'll tell you something, you gotta keep thinking . . .)
Down on the field, people played and people ran,
While judges watched and people cheered up in the stands.
And when we finished, the award handout began;
We did so well, we walked away the winning band.
The things we felt, some people may not understand,
But you know what we mean if you've been in a band.
Go on and let your song ring out across the land,
You will be happy if you do the best you can.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bands of America or Good Skill™. No money is being made off this; I write because it's fun. :-)