Get RhythmWhen you get the bluesLittle shoeshine boy never gets low downBut he's got the dirtiest job in townBending low at the people's feetOn the windy corner of the dirty streetWell, I asked him while he shined my shoesHow'd he keep from getting the bluesGrand as he raised his little headHe popped a shoeshine rag and then he saidGet RhythmWhen you get the bluesHey, get RhythmWhen you get the bluesIt only costs a dimeJust a nickel a shoe does a million dollars worth of goodBut you get RhythmWhen you get the bluesHey, get RhythmWhen you get the bluesYeah, get RhythmWhen you get the bluesYes, a jumpin' rhythm makes you feel so fineIt'll shake all your trouble from your worried mindGet RhythmWhen you get the bluesWell, I said I had to listen to the shoeshine boyAnd I thought I was gonna jump with joySlapped on a shoe polish left and rightHe took a shoeshine rag and he held it tightHe stopped once to wipe the sweat awayI said, you mighty little boy, do you work that way?He said, I like it with a big smile on my faceWhite grin, he kept on poppin' and he said againGet RhythmWhen you get the bluesHey, get RhythmWhen you get the bluesGet a rock'n'roll feelin' in your bonesPut taps on your toes and get goneGet RhythmWhen you get the bluesGet Rhythm