Have you ever passed the corner of Fourth and Grand
Where a little ball of rhythm has a shoe shine stand
People gather 'round and they clap thier hands
He's a great big bundle of joy
He pops a boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe shine boy.
He charges you a nickel just to shine one shoe
He makes the oldest kind o' leather look like new
You feel as tho you want to dance when he gets through
He's a great big bundle of joy
He pops a boogie woogie rag
the Chattanoogie shoe shine boy
It's a wonder that the rag don't tear the way he makes it pop
You ought to see him fan the air
With his hopity, hipity, hipity, hopity hipity hop
He opens up for bus'ness when the clock strikes nine
He likes to get 'em early when they're feelin' fine
Ev'rybody gets a little rise and shine
With the great big bundle of joy
He pops a boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe shine boy.
copyright 1949 by Acuff-ose Publications
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