Get Rhythm

Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock and roll feeling in your bones
Put taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues

A little shoeshine boy, he never gets low down
But he's got the dirtiest job in town
Bending low at the peoples' feet
On the windy corner of the dirty street
Well, I asked him while he shined my shoes
How'd he keep from getting the blues
He grinned as he raised his little head
He popped a shoeshine rag and then he said

Get rhythm when you get the blues
Come on, 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 blues

Get rhythm when you get the blues
Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock and roll feeling in your bones
Put taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues

Well, I sat down to listen to the shoeshine boy
And I thought I was gonna jump for joy
Slapped on the 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're a mighty little boy to be a working that way"
He said, "I like it", with a big wide grin
Kept on a-poppin' and he said again

Get rhythm when you get the blues
Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues
It only costs a dime, just a nickel a shoe
But does a million dollars worth of good for you
Get rhythm when you get the blues