| Caravan is comin', old guitars are strummin' |
| Chief is sittin' high with gold across the chest |
| I’m just a little chavo, I don’t even own a guitar |
| But mama they got girl, that I love the best |
| Lela, lela, lela, lela, pala tute |
| Jas kana meres, mirala pala late |
| Lela, lela, lela, lela, pala tute |
| Aah-aah-aah-aah-aah, aah-aah-aah-aah-ai |
| Lela, lela, lela, lela, pala tute |
| Jas kana meres, mirala pala late |
| Lela, lela, lela, lela, pala tute |
| Jas kana meres, mirala pala late |
| Caravan is comin', old guitars are strummin' |
| And says old Hidano, «Boy, forget about the bling» |
| Here is a gitara for you my little chavo |
| If you slave to kissing, you gotta play this thing |
| Lela, lela, lela, lela, pala tute |
| Jas kana meres, mirala pala late |
| Lela, lela, lela, lela, pala tute |
| Aah-aah-aah-aah-aah, aah-aah-aah-aah-ai |
| Caravan is leavin' and her breast is heavin' |
| Lord, this kind of love cannot be untrue |
| I’m just a little chavo but I learned a one thing |
| Girls, they like the kissin' as much as I do |
| Lela, lela, lela, lela, pala tute |
| I’m dyin', I’m dyin', dyin' after you |
| Lela, lela, lela, lela, pala tute |
| Girls, they like the kissin' as much as we do |
| Lela, lela, lela, lela, pala tute |
| Jas kana meres, mirala pala late |
| Lela, lela, lela, lela, pala tute |
| Jas kana meres, mirala pala late |
| Lela, lela, lela, lela, pala tute |
| Jas kana meres, mirala pala late |
| Lela, lela, lela, lela, pala tute |
| Jas kana meres, mirala pala late |