Kenny Price - Chattanooga Shoeshine Boy lyrics

Chattanooga Shoeshine Boy Red Foley Have you ever pa**ed the corner of 4th and Grand Where a little ball of rhythm has 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 the way he makes it pop, Just listen to him fan yeah.....here he goes....whoooo He opens up the 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. The Chattanooga Shoeshine Boy.....