oye daru sharu peen di hai der phir paake panjma ger
oye daru sharu peen di hai der phir paake panjma ger
punjabi nachde ne pher tumbi pher tumhi
pher tumbi de naal dhol special bajde ne dhol special
pher tumbi de naal dhol special bajde ne dhol special
pher tumbi de naal dhol special bajde ne
dhol special dhol special

ho yara de haan yaar asi te dushman de naal rudh
dushman de naal rudh dushman de naal rudh
saari dunia taun vakhra he sadda attitude
ho yara de haan yaar asi te dushman de naal rudh
saari dunia taun vakhra he sadda attitude
vaar vaar ke note nawabi nachde ne pher tumbi pher tumhi
pher tumbi de naal dhol special bajde ne dhol special
pher tumbi de naal dhol special bajde ne dhol special

mai hu saxy jaam jawani hai mera hi naam
mai hu saxy jaam jawani hai mera hi naam
aati hai jab sham to padta hai mujhse hi kaam
o baby baby baby make me wine baby baby baby make me wine
o baby baby baby make me wine baby baby baby make me wine

ho syape syape syape ni baliye syape syape syape
ho syape syape syape ni baliye syape syape syape
ni tere pichhe tere pichhe ni tere pichhe nit ladde
badhiya gharan de kake ni tere pichhe nit ladde
badhiya gharan de kake tere pichhe nit ladde
badhiya gharan de kake tere pichhe nit ladde
badhiya gharan de kake o baby baby baby make me wine
baby baby baby make me wine

oye daru sharu peen di hai der phir paake panjma ger
punjabi nachde ne pher tumbi pher tumhi
pher tumbi de naal dhol special bajde ne dhol special
pher tumbi de naal dhol special bajde ne dhol special
pher tumbi de naal dhol special bajde ne dhol special
pher tumbi de naal dhol special bajde ne dhol special

The revelry of drink, a whispered plea,
Then five gears engaged, wild and free.
The revelry of drink, a whispered plea,
Then five gears engaged, wild and free.
Punjabi hearts in dance ignite,
To the tumbi's pulse, a vibrant light.
The special drums, they call and boom,
The special drums, that fill the room.
The special drums, they call and boom,
The special drums, that fill the room.
The special drums, that fill the room.

Friends we are, a loyal band,
To foes, a scorned, unyielding hand.
Apart we stand, from all the rest,
Our attitude, a burning crest.
Friends we are, a loyal band,
With foes we stand, in barren land
Apart we stand, from all the rest,
Our attitude, a burning crest.
Wealth we fling, with royal grace,
To the tumbi's pulse, in time and space.
The special drums, they call and boom,
The special drums, that fill the room.

I am the sexy jam, youth's sweet decree,
I am the sexy jam, youth's sweet decree,
When evening falls, they all seek me.
Oh, baby, baby, make me wine,
Baby, baby, make me wine.
Oh, baby, baby, make me wine,
Baby, baby, make me wine.

Troubles, troubles, troubles, oh my dear,
Troubles, troubles, troubles, fill with fear.
Troubles, troubles, troubles, oh my dear,
Troubles, troubles, troubles, fill with fear.
For you, for you, each day they fight,
The sons of wealth, with all their might.
For you, each day, the battles rage,
The sons of wealth, upon life's stage.
For you, each day, the battles rage,
The sons of wealth, upon life's stage.
For you, each day, the battles rage,
The sons of wealth, upon life's stage.
Oh, baby, baby, make me wine,
Baby, baby, make me wine.

The revelry of drink, a whispered plea,
Then five gears engaged, wild and free.
Punjabi hearts in dance ignite,
To the tumbi's pulse, a vibrant light.
The special drums, they call and boom,
The special drums, that fill the room.
The special drums, they call and boom,
The special drums, that fill the room.
The special drums, that fill the room.
The special drums, that fill the room.