Kenny Price - Chattanooga Shoeshine Boy Lyrics

Have you ever passed the corner of 4th and Grand

Where a little ball of rhythm's got a shoeshine stand

The people gather round and they clap their hands he's a great big bundle 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 bundle of joy

He pops a boogie woogie rag the Chattanooga shoeshine 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

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 a great big bundle of joy

He pops a boogie woogie rag the Chattanooga shoeshine boy

[ guitar ]

It's a wonder that the rag don't tear...

He pops a boogie woogie rag the Chattanooga shoeshine boy