arre suno re suno re suno, suno re
haan, suno re, sab suno
sanyasini bech rahi bhagwaan
hai koi lene wala, bolo re bhai, bolo re lala
ho, hai koi lene wala
arre suno se suno re suno re, sab suno khol kar kaan
aaj mai becha rahi bhagwaan
hai koi lene wala, bolo re bhai, bolo re lala
ho, hai koi lene wala
bhaant bhaant ke dewo se, hai saji meri dukan
aaj mai bech rahi bhagwaan
hai koi lene wala, bolo re bhai, bolo re lala
ho,hai koi lene wala

dekho ganesh dukh-haari, ye dhol sareekhhe gol mol
dekho ganesh dukh-haari, choohe par karen sawaari
kyun, chuhe par karen sawari
kya jodi bani hai pyari bhai
kya jodi bani hai pyari
ek dubla ek bhaari, kar lo inse pehchaan
arre ye bhojan bhatt mahaan
hai koi lene wala, bolo re bhai, bolo re lala
ho, hai koi lene wala

arre bamak bamak, bam bam bam bam
dekho ye mast bam bhola, rakhta hai saanp ka tola
hurr, rakhta hai saanp ka tola, jab khaaye bhaang ka gola
to aakash pe chadhe hindola, ye bhasm ang sir par hai dang
karta hai rang girija ke sang, dekho shankar ki shaan
hai koi lene wala, bolo re bhai, bolo re lala
ho, hai koi lene wala

mai laayi nand ka chhainya re
ye maakhan chor kanhaiyya re
natnaagar raas rasaiyya
nit naachhe ta ta thaiya, ta ta thaiya
thunak thun thaiyya thunak thun thaiyya
murli pe chhedtaa taan, arre ye kala kala kaan
hai koi lene wala, bolo re bhai, bolo re lala
ho, hai koi lene wala

dekho bajrang ye banka, arre hu hu hu hu
dekho bajrang ye banka, thhi isne jalaayi lanka
saare jag me bajaaya danka, mat karna re koi shanka
hai bahut bada balwaan, ye ram bhakt hanuman
hai koi lene wala, bolo re bhai, bolo re lala
ho, hai koi lene wala

arre bhai ek jugna dham wahaan ke raja hai ye ram
kaushalya thhi mata inki, pita ka dashrath naam
bhai inka jyaada lagega dam
inhone chhod mahal ki dhoom dham
jungle me kiya mukaam, karne ko lok kalyaan
dusht raawan ko mara baan, karne ko lok kalyaan
dusht raawan ko mara baan
hai koi lene wala, bolo re bhai, bolo re lala
ho, hai koi lene wala
arre suno re suno re suno, suno re
sab suno khol kar kaan, aaj mai bech rahi bhagwaan
hai koi lene waala, bolo re bhai, bolo re lala
ho, hai koi lene wala

Hark, listen, listen, hear ye now, attend!
Yes, listen close, all, lend an ear.
A hermit sells the Gods today,
Is there a buyer? Speak, my friend, declare!
Oh, is there a buyer?

Hark, listen, listen, hear ye now, attend!
With ears unstopped, attend this plea.
I sell the Gods this very day,
Is there a buyer? Speak, my friend, declare!
Oh, is there a buyer?

My shop is graced with deities of every kind,
I sell the Gods this day so grand.
Is there a buyer? Speak, my friend, declare!
Oh, is there a buyer?

Behold, Ganesh, remover of all pain,
A form so round, like a drum's embrace.
Behold, Ganesh, remover of all pain,
Upon a mouse, he finds his place.
Why rides he thus, this curious grace?
What a pair, a curious embrace!
One lean, one stout, learn well their face.
This food divine, a sacred strain,
Is there a buyer? Speak, my friend, declare!
Oh, is there a buyer?

A boom, a boom, a boom, boom, boom!
Behold, the joyous, wild, and free,
With serpents coiled in company.
Ah, with serpents coiled in company,
When he consumes the holy tree.
He ascends to the sky's canopy,
With ash upon his form so grand.
He dances now with Parvati's hand,
Behold the glory of Shiva's command!
Is there a buyer? Speak, my friend, declare!
Oh, is there a buyer?

I bring forth Nand's own child, so sweet,
Krishna, the butter thief, we meet.
The dancer of the cosmic beat,
He dances, ta ta thaiya, feet,
Ta ta thaiya,
Thunk, thunk thaiya, thunk, thunk thaiya,
Upon his flute, a mystic strain,
The dark-hued ears, they now remain,
Is there a buyer? Speak, my friend, declare!
Oh, is there a buyer?

Behold the valiant Bajrang, Hah, ho ho ho!
Behold the valiant Bajrang,
He set Lanka aflame in song.
Through all the world, his praises throng,
Let not a doubt your heart enthrall,
He's mighty, strong, he stands so tall.
He is the devotee, Hanuman,
Is there a buyer? Speak, my friend, declare!
Oh, is there a buyer?

There is a king in Ayodhya's name,
That king is Ram, of holy fame.
Kausalya was his mother's name,
Dashrath, his father, claimed his reign,
His price, alas, will be your pain.
He left the palace's pomp and game,
In forests vast, he made his claim,
To serve the world, and ease its flame.
The wicked Ravana, he did tame,
To serve the world, and ease its flame,
The wicked Ravana, he did tame,
Is there a buyer? Speak, my friend, declare!
Oh, is there a buyer?

Hark, listen, listen, hear ye now, attend!
With ears unstopped, attend this plea.
I sell the Gods this very day,
Is there a buyer? Speak, my friend, declare!
Oh, is there a buyer?