khushiya manaye deke duaye
leke balaye kahta hu
ek ek saal in sab ki umar ka
naam tere likh deta hu
jeeyo joru ke gulam

jor se bajao jara band baja
jor se bajao jara band baja
naach ke dikaho bua ji ko tamasha
are jor se bajao jara band baja
naach ke dikaho bua ji ko tamasha
bua ji ke baute pe najre tikao
janamdin mubarak ho ye bhi phir gaao
mubarak ho mubarak ho
ha janamdin tumko mubarak ho

sun meri pyari bahna
sada mere pass tu rahna
jin raaho se tu hai aayi
un raaho pe bichhaunga naina
o bees saal nahi puchha
bees saal nahi puchha tera haal nahi puchha
ab daal rahe dana kahin fans nahi jana
ye rishte hai jhuthe aaj tute kal fute
tu na jane in lutero ko
tu na jane in lutero ko
rishtedar hai paisa karobar hai paisa
gharbar hai paisa sansar hai paisa
are paisa ye paisa ye paisa
haye re haye re paisa
jor se bajao jara band baja
oye jor se bajao jara band baja
naach ke dikaho bua ji ko tamasha

maine mandir me deep jalaye
shri ram ko bhog lagaye
meri najre thi kabse ye pyasi
tu kab meri kutiya me aaye
teri jhuthi hai ye bhabhi
teri jhuthi hai ye bhabhi
mare sabko ye chabhi
kare mithi mithi baat
phere jeb pe ye hath
one two one
ye to do dhari talvar
kare pichhe se ye waar
samajh isharo ko mere samajh isharo ko
iska dharam hai paisa
iska karam hai paisa
iska kaam hai paisa
iska naam hai paisa
are paisa ye paisa ye paisa
haye re haye re paisa
jor se bajao jara band baja
oye jor se bajao jara band baja
naach ke dikaho bua ji ko tamasha

tu humare liye shubh ghadi hai
tere aane se raunak badi hai
hume koi bhi lalach nahi hai
paisa ye paisa sab kuch nahi hai
main bada hoke itna kamau
tujhe sone ke kangan pahnau
hum nahi wo jo daulat pe marte
hum to nishkam sewa teri karte
tujhe kahta hu main sach
tujhe kahta hu main sach
in chammcho se bach
ye to maarte hai kab
maal jayenge hadap
kaisa maska lagaye kal aankh na milaye
aaj chhute hai pairo ko
aaj chhute hai pairo ko
inka pyar hai kaisa
inka yaar hai kaisa
inka chain hai kaisa
din rain hai paisa
are paisa ye paisa ye paisa
haye re haye re paisa
jor se bajao jara band baja
jor se bajao jara band baja
naach ke dikaho bua ji ko tamasha

maa ne ijjat jo meri banayi
aankh khushiyo se hai bhar aayi
mere jivan ka tum ho sahara
mera jo kuch hai wo hai tumhara
sacche dil se karoge jo sewa
dega maalik tumhe iska mewa
mere laadlo mere laadlo
mere laadlo mere laadlo
jor se bajao jara band baja
jor se bajao jara band baja
naach ke dikaho bua ji ko tamasha
are jor se bajao jara band baja
naach ke dikaho bua ji ko tamasha
o jara band baja
naach ke dikaho bua ji ko tamasha
oye bua oye bua
are are are are
bua ji ke chammcho
bolo bua ji maharani ki jai

Let the celebrations ring, blessings we sing,
As we ward off ill, and in goodwill cling,
Each passing year of your life's sweet art,
I pen your name within my heart.
Live long, dear, even if a fool you are.

Strike the drums with a resounding call,
Dance, and show my Aunt the spectacle of all!
Oh, strike the drums with a resounding call,
Dance, and show my Aunt the spectacle of all!
Cast your eyes upon Aunt's purse,
Then sing your birthday verse.
Congratulations, congratulations,
Happy birthday, dear relations!

Listen, my darling sister, stay ever near,
On the paths you’ve walked, I’ll spread my tear.
Twenty years, I didn't inquire,
Twenty years, your state I did not desire,
Now, you're lured with bait, lest you be ensnared,
These bonds are false, broken and then flared.
You don't know these greedy hounds,
You don't know these greedy hounds,
Kin are of coin, business is coin,
Home is of coin, the world is coin!
Oh, coin, this coin, this coin,
Alas, alas, coin!
Strike the drums with a resounding call,
Oh, strike the drums with a resounding call,
Dance, and show my Aunt the spectacle of all!

In the temple, lamps I did ignite,
To Lord Ram, I offered my delight,
My eyes were thirsty, waiting, so true,
For you to grace my humble abode with your hue.
Your sister-in-law, a false facade,
Her words are sweet, her deeds are sad.
Deceit and greed, a twisted game,
A two-edged sword, she strikes the same,
Understand my words, be smart,
Understand my words, close to your heart,
Her faith is coin, her deed is coin,
Her name is coin, oh coin, this coin, this coin,
Alas, alas, coin!
Strike the drums with a resounding call,
Oh, strike the drums with a resounding call,
Dance, and show my Aunt the spectacle of all!

You are our lucky hour, a shining star,
Your arrival brightens all that we are.
We have no greed, our hearts are pure,
Coin and wealth, are not all that endure,
When I grow up, I'll earn with might,
And adorn you with bangles of gold so bright,
We are not those who for wealth would die,
We serve you with devotion, reaching high,
I speak the truth, beware the fawners near,
They'll deceive and vanish, filled with fear,
They flatter and fawn, then shun your gaze,
Today they touch your feet, their love is coin,
Day and night it's coin, oh coin, this coin, this coin,
Alas, alas, coin!
Strike the drums with a resounding call,
Dance, and show my Aunt the spectacle of all!

My mother's honor, built with care,
My eyes with joy, overflow to share,
My life's support, you are my all,
Whatever I have, at your feet shall fall.
With a true heart, if service you give,
The Master will reward, so you shall live!
My beloved, my beloved,
Strike the drums with a resounding call,
Dance, and show my Aunt the spectacle of all!
Oh, strike the drums with a resounding call,
Dance, and show my Aunt the spectacle of all!
Oh Aunt, oh Aunt, ah, ah, ah, ah!
Aunt's fawning ones, say, "Victory to the Queen Aunt!"