my name is HARPREET SINGH
I am a sikh, I wear a Crown,my turban
Don't let my Keshes go tumbling down
Instead i keep them neatly wound
Inside, beneath, my dumalla, bound
I am a sikh, I let it show
I want everyone to know
I am son of a King, and so
I let 'each' one of my Keshes grow
I am a sikh soldier, I live in His Grace
Fresh and clean without a 'common' trace
I don't 'trimm', or cut, my beard
, I have an 'honest face'
I am a sikh, as royalty, I wear Bana
With my breath do Simran, read BaNee, learn Kathaa
My hands help with Langar, do shoe Seva
My hearts home is in my Fathers Castle, His Gurudwara
I am a sikh, I keep Panj Kakar
Precious gifts from Panj Beloved Pyar