Chattanooga Shoeshine Boy Lyrics - Roy Drusky

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 the rag don't tear the way he makes it pop 

You oughta 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 

Everybody gets a little rise and shine bout this great big bungle of joy 

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

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Well it's a wonder...