When vets are hurt and old
We reach out
For someone bold
When we're blue
When we're struggling
He comes through
He will lead the band
My Curtis Grand
Is all I need
In our starting nine
He's wandered everywhere
Around this world
Yet now he's there
Any day
Any hour
All it takes
Is the power in his hands
This Curtis Grand's
Been good to me
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