Hey get rhythm when you get the blues C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock and roll feelin' in your bones Get taps on your toes and get gone Get rhythm when you get the blues
A little shoeshine boy he never gets lowdown But he's got the dirtiest job in town Bendin' low at the people's feet On a windy corner of a dirty street Well I asked him while he shined my shoes How'd he keep from gettin' the blues He grinned as he raised his little head He popped his shoeshine rag and then he said
Get rhythm when you get the blues C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues Yes a jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine It'll shake all your troubles from your worried mind Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues...
Get rhythm when you get the blues C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock and roll feelin' in your bones Get taps on your toes and get gone Get rhythm when you get the blues
Well I sat and listened to the sunshine boy I thought I was gonna jump with joy He slapped on the shoe polish left and right He took his shoeshine rag and he held it tight He stopped once to wipe the sweat away I said you mighty little boy to be a workin' that way He said I like it with a big wide grin Kept on a poppin' and he'd say it again
Get rhythm when you get the blues C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues It only cost a dime just a nickel a shoe It does a million dollars worth of good for you Get rhythm when you get the bluesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
