Lyrics
Hey, get rhythmWhen you get the blues C’mon, get rhythm When you get the blues Get a rock and roll feeling in your bones Put taps on your toes, and get goin’ Get rhythm When you get the bluesA little shoe-shine boy, he never gets low-downBut he’s got the dirtiest job in town Bending low at the peoples’ feet On a windy corner of a dirty streetWell, I asked him while she shined my shoesHow’d he keep from getting the blues He grinned as he raised his little head He popped a shoe-shine rag, and then he saidGet rhythmWhen you get the blues C’mon, get rhythm When you get the blues A jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine It’ll shake all your trouble from your worried mind Get rhythm When you get the bluesGet rhythmWhen you get the blues C’mon, get rhythm When you get the blues Get a rock and roll feeling in your bones Put taps on your toes, and get goin’ Get rhythm When you get the bluesWell, I sat down to listen to the shoe-shine boyAnd I thought I was gonna jump for joy Slapped on the shoe polish left and right He took a shoe-shine rag and he held it tight He stopped once to wipe the sweat away I said, “You’re a mighty little boy to be a-workin’ that way” He said, “I like it” with a big wide grin Kept on a-poppin’ and he said againGet rhythmWhen you get the blues C’mon, get rhythm When you get the blues It only costs a dime, just a nickel a shoe It does a million dollars worth of good for you Get rhythm When you get the blues