Officers of the State

We travel aroun’
From town to town
To see all the members,
With passion like hot, fiery embers
We’ve had no sleep for days,
Delirious yes but we, it will not faze
For we are officers of the state
An’ we will make our speaking date,
It makes no difference where
The local chapter or the county fair,
You can bet that we’ll be there;
All adorned in official dress,
All in order, no signs of mess
For we are the officers of the state,
Chosen for our passion, not by fate