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COLORGUARD PRAYER When the music starts and we stand proud and true Please oh lord! Let the judges like what we do May I stay in rhythm; let me not lose my count for I dread they will see and point me out This I well know is not so bad but, buy the looks on my instructor could kill my dad I ask not for myself but for the whole let us march in straight lines, and not on our toes May my hands be true even though they're black and blue It's the price we must pay for the toss's that get away When the show's almost over and the fans are on their feet keep me smiling that same smile, even though I can not breath.
