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.



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