Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones Put taps on your toes and get gone Get rhythm when you get the blues
A Little shoeshine boy never gets low down But he's got the dirtiest job in town Bendin' low at the peoples' feet On the windy corner of the 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 Popped a shoeshine rag and then he said
Get rhythm when you get the blues Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues A jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine It'll shake all the trouble from your worried mind Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues Come on , get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones Put taps on your toes and get gone Get rhythm when you get the blues
Well, I sat down to listen to the shoeshine boy And I thought I was gonna jump for joy Slapped on the shoe polish left and right He took a shoeshine rag and he held it tight He stopped once to wipe the sweat away I said you're a 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 said again
Get rhythm when you get the blues Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues It only costs a dime, just a nickel a shoe 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.
