ho ho ho ho ho
ho ho ho ho ho
aye bambu bam bolo
aye bambu bam bolo
boodhe bachhe
jhoothhe sachhe bam bolo
aye bambu bam bolo

kahin ka eint kahin ka roda
bhanumati ne kunba jodaa
idhar se thhoda udhar se thhoda
taal ko todaa sur ko marodaa
maar ke chaabuk bhagaaya ghodaa
sarpat sarpat sarpat sarpat
sarpat sarpat sarpat
rampam po rampam po
rampam po rampam po
aye bambu bam bolo
aye bambu bam bolo

eena meena pheekaa kahaan se pyaare seekhaa
khilaaye kyaa sabko maal vegetable ghee kaa
ho ho ho ho ho

ka ka ka ka ka ka ka ka
kaale kaale baal
lalalalalala laal laal gaal
te te te te te te te
tedhi tedhi chaal
dekh pyaare john roshandaan kalamdaan
paandaan khaandaan annadan vastradaan
sonaadaan chaandidaan peetaldaan de daan
chhute giraa dekho paap ka
nahin beta raha ab baap ka
rampam po rampam po
aye bambu bam bolo.

Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho
Oh, Bamboo Beam, sing your song, oh Bamboo Beam, sing!
To old and young, to false and true, the Beam's song rings,
Oh Bamboo Beam, sing your song!
From disparate bricks, from scattered stones,
Bhanumati gathers, a family she's sown.
A little here, a little there,
She breaks the rhythm, twists the air.
With a whip she drives the horse,
Headlong, headlong, a headlong course.
Rampam po, Rampam po, Rampam po, Rampam po
Oh Bamboo Beam, sing your song, oh Bamboo Beam, sing!

Eena Meena, Fika, where did they learn, dear?
What feast is offered, with ghee so clear?
Ho ho ho ho ho ka ka ka ka ka ka ka ka
Dark, black hair, red, red, red, red, red words that sting,
Te te te te te te, a crooked way they swing.
Look, dear John, the window's view, the art of speech,
To gather, to break, to give of food, and cloth to reach,
To give of gold, of silver bright, of brass we see,
See the fall, the release of sin,
No longer son, the father within.
Rampam po, Rampam po, oh Bamboo Beam sing!