Album: The Golden Age of Country
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 their hands
He’s a great big bundle of joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
Chattanooga shoe shine boy
Yeah, he charges you a nickel
Just to shine one shoe
He makes the oldest kind
Of leather look like new
You feel as though you wanna dance
When he gets through
He’s a great big bundle of joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
Chattanooga 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 hoppity hippity
Hoppity hippity hop hop hop
He opens up for business
When the clock strikes nine
He likes to get em early
When they’re feeling fine
Everybody gets a little rise and shine
With the great big bundle of joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
Chattanooga shoe shine boy
Yeah, woo, oh, do it, do it, do it 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 hoppity hippity
Hoppity hippity hop hop hop
He opens up for business
When the clock strikes nine
He likes to get em early
When they’re feeling fine
Everybody gets a little rise and shine
With the great big bundle of joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
Chattanooga shoe shine boy
Yeah, woo, do it, do it, do it, do it