Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Come on, get rhythm when
you get the blues
Get a rock and roll feeling in your bones
Put taps on your toes and get going
Get rhythm when you get the blues
A little shoe shine boy,
he never gets low down
But he's got the dirtiest job in town
Bending low at the people's feet
On the windy corner of the dirty street
Well, I asked him while he shined my shoes,
How'd he keep from getting 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,
Come on, get rhythm,
when you get the blues.
A jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine,
It'll shake all your 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 and roll feelin' in your bones
Put taps on your toes
Get going, get rhythm,
when you get the blues
Well, I sat and I listened to
the shoeshine boy
And I thought I was gonna
jump with joy
Slapped on a 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 white 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 cost a dime just a nickel a shoe
it does a million dollars worth of good for
you get rhythm when you get the blues