Get Rhythm
When you get the blues
Little shoeshine boy never gets low down
But he's got the dirtiest job in town
Bendin' 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 gettin' the blues
Grand as he raised his little head
He popped a shoeshine rag and
Then he said, get rhythm
When you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm
When you get the blues
It only costs a dime
Just to get the blues
Nicholas, you does a million dollars worth of good
But you get rhythm
When you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm
When you get the blues
Yeah, get rhythm
When you get the blues
Yes, a jumpin' rhythm makes you feel so fine
Ain't it sick on your tongue
But when you're worried, mind, get rhythm
When you get the blues
Well, I said I had to listen to the shoeshine boy
And I thought I was gonna jump with joy
Slapped on a 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 mighty little boy, do you work it that way?
He said, I like it with a big white beard
And he kept on a-poppin' and he said again
Get rhythm
When you get the blues
Hey, 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
When you get the blues