For the Nard

To all my friends, my love I extend

To the town with two towers and the shores in the West End

So many years through the blood sweat and tears

We'd see what we came to be

To the N-A-R-D

So often I reminisce on the days

When we'd roll through the nights to the sound of the Nard Way

After the shows only one place to go

Crossed palms, the one place to be

And although that's changed

One thing remains

Much love for the city to be

N-A-R-D

Forever changed by the grace, this place

Would always have my back whatever fate I faced

For the best of the world rest here

True hearts, big sounds, all love, no fear

This town saved me

And to my heart I'll always hold it dearly

And so, it remains

OXNARD!

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