In the middle of the desert
In the center of the sky,
And all day long
We polish on the "I"
To keep it clean and shiny
So it brightens up the sky.
Rubbing it here,
And scrubbing it there,
Polishing the "I" so high in the air.
As we work, we sing a lively tune
"It is great to be so happy
On a busy afternoon."
And when we're through
With the day's only chore,
We go into the "I"
And we close the door.
Capital I
Capital I
