Dukes’ Raiders

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Rat-a-tat-tat, sticks in the air,
W-L-H-S — everywhere!

(Verse 1)
Friday night lights and the stands packed tight,
West Laurens marchin’ in blue and white,
Shakos straight, chin straps snug,
Feel that bass drum heartbeat thud.
Director Michael Dukes on the tower high,
Sharp as a whistle, eagle eye,
“Set it again!” we’d hear him say,
Chasin’ perfection every day.

(Pre-Chorus)
Trumpets blaze like a southern sun,
Low brass roll when the tubas run,
Clarinets smooth, snares snap clean,
Tightest block you’ve ever seen.

(Chorus)
W-L-H-S! Hear that sound?
Blue and white, we shut it down,
Left, right, mark time strong,
West Laurens band all night long.
From band camp heat to playoff fights,
We lived for those blue and white nights,
W-L-H-S — stand up and say,
Raider pride don’t fade away!

(Verse 2)
Summer sweat on the practice field,
Sun beat down but we wouldn’t yield,
Eight-to-five with a steady glide,
Locked in step with Raider pride.
Bus rides hummin’, garment bags piled,
Laughin’ loud like a stadium child,
Competition day, hearts on fire,
Play that closer, take it higher.

(Bridge – Chant / Breakdown)
Who are we? — W-L-H-S!
Blue and white, we rep the best!
Horns up! — Hold that line!
West Laurens band every time!

(Rap Cadence Section)
’90s groove with that old-school snap,
Metronome click and a tight drum tap,
Michael Dukes with that steady hand,
Built more than notes — he built a band.
From first down riffs to the final chord,
Every halftime show we poured it forward,
Blue and white in our chest so deep,
Memories march we still keep.

(Final Chorus – Big & Bold)
W-L-H-S! Let it ring!
Feel that Raider spirit sing!
From the practice lot to the final stand,
We gave our youth to that marching band.
Blue and white forever bright,
Under those Georgia Friday nights—
W-L-H-S! Loud and proud,
West Laurens band — play it loud! 🎺🥁

High school marching band. Male voice.