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suno suno oh gaon ke rahne walo dekho 

dekho gaon me aaya ik vyapari 

door desh ke dhan se uski jeb hai bhari 

hai uske dil me arman 

khareide sab kheti khalyan 

hamara kar de wo kalyan 

wo aaya karke hai sari taiyari 

suno suno oh gaon ke rahne walo dekho 

dekho gaon me aaya ik vyapari 

pare hat itna sar mat chadh tujhe kya samjahe anpadh 

zara thehro ki hum samjhaega tum humko kehne do 

tumhare gaon me hum karkhana jab lagwaega to sare gaon 

ko hum shehar ke jaisa banaye ga 

jaha purwai ke badle me chimni ka dhuan hoga 

na fir ye dharti aisi hogi na fir ye asma hoga 

are ye bhi to socho ki jo kuch shehar 

ma hota hai vo sab kuch yaha hoga 

magar itna bata do mujhko tum bhaiya 

kisaan apni zami jo bech dega to kya hoga 

to fir tum ye kaho ki tum ko buri halat ki adat hai 

tarakki se tumhe nafrat garibi se mohabbat hai 

garibi se nahi mujhko garibo se mohabbat hai 

yahi hai meri pooja aur yahi meri ibadat hai 

aur tarakki ke liye kya socte ho

tarakki wo nhi hoti jo ik dhanvan ka ghar bhar de 

lakin sakdo nirdhan rahe beghar jiye 

din raat mar mar ke tarakki wo nhi hoti 

to phir hum bhi sune tarakki 

tum kaun si chidiya ko kehte ho 

tarakki isko kehte hai ki har ik ghar me roti ho 

tarakki isko kehte hai ki har angan me jyoti ho 

tarakki isko kehte hai ki har ik seene me aasha ho 

tarakki ye nahi hoti ki bhasahn ho comission ho 

tamasha ho bahut naraz ho lekin suno 

zami hum tumse jo lenga to pura daam bhi denga 

yaha par mil banayega to sabko kaam bhi denga 

yaha tum apne aap malik ho magar ye seth ji 

ab tumko naukar banayega daam chalo ye bhi 

suno ke daam ye kitna chukaega 

ye wo dharti hai jisko mere purkho ne 

lahu se seench kar fasle ugai thi 

batao mere purko ke lahu ka daam kya doge 

ye dharti hai jiski god me bachpan mera khela 

ye dharti meri maa hai batao meri maa ki 

mamta ka daam kya doge zara dekho 

zara dekho hamare gaon walo ko dekho 

hawao me base hai geet hamari behno mao ke 

zami per dekhte hai hum nisha purkho ke paon ke 

yaha ke zarre zarre me hamari kitni yaade hain 

hamari jaan hai gaon meri pahchan hai gaon 

meri pehchan ka tum ye batao daam kya doge 

bahut pancham me baat kar raha hai 

magar ye to kahe kya chahta hai 

tumhare dil me gaon ka bhala hai 

to aao saath aao mere 

kande se tum kandha milao 

hum is dharti se wo fasle ugayein 

ke har bhuke ko hum roti khilae

mita dale garibo ka ye kissa 

barabar ka mile har ik ko hissa 

na koi malik ho na koi naukar 

lutera ho koi na na koi beghar 

hum apne gaon ko aisa banaye 

hum apne desh ko aisa banaye 

bolo hai manzoor hai manzoor 

hai manzoor hai manzoor hai manzoor hai manzoor 

hai manzoor hai manzoor hai manzoor hai manzoor

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