Roy Drusky Lyrics
"Chattanooga Shoeshine Boy"

(Harry Stone - Jack Stapp)

Have you ever passed the corner of 4th and Grand
Where a little ball of rhythm has a shoeshine stand
People gather round and they clap their hands
He's a great big bungle of joy
(He pops a boogie woogie rag) the Chattanooga shoeshine boy.

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 bungle of joy
(He pops a boogie woogie rag) the Chattanooga shoeshine boy.

Well, it's a wonder that that 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.

He opens up for business when the clock strikes nine
He likes to get 'em early when they're feelin' fine
Ev'rybody gets a little rise and shine
From this great big bungle of joy
(He pops a boogie woogie rag) the Chattanooga shoeshine boy.

--- Instrumental ---

Well, it's a wonder that that 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.

He opens up for business when the clock strikes nine
He likes to get 'em early when they're feelin' fine
Ev'rybody gets a little rise and shine
From this great big bungle of joy
(He pops a boogie woogie rag) the Chattanooga shoeshine boy.

(He pops a boogie woogie rag) the Chattanooga shoeshine boy...