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We lead the way, we lead the way,

We rise alert to meet each day,

We start the fight, we head the fray,

We lead the way, we lead the way.

We turn the sod, we stir the pool,

We point the way to those who rule.

We cheek the rogue, we chide the fool,

We point the way to those who rule.

We bear reverse, we breast rebuff,

We force a way o’er passes rough,

We stand the kick, we take the cuff,

Till Death’s stern umpire calls “Enough.”