Upon my head sits my white hat
So all can see my purity
pure are my thoughts
pure is my soul
I’ll do anything to obtain my goal
Carved of stone and polished smooth
Pleasing to the eye and the touch
Of my origin you won’t think much
What does it matter from where I’ve come?
No one will look at what I’ve done
See all my goodness upon my head
Worship me until your dead.