Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues.

Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues.

Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones,

put taps on your toes and get goin'.

Get rhythm when you get the blues.

A little shoshine boy, never gets low down,

But he's got the dirtiest job in town.

Bendin' low at the peoples feet

on a windy corner of a dirty street.

Well, I asked him while he shined my shoes,

how'd he keep from gettin' the blues.

He grinned as he raised his little head,

he popped the shoeshine rag and then he said,

get rhythm when you get the blues.

Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues.

Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones,

put taps on your toes and get goin'.

Get rhythm when you get the blues.

Well, I sat down to listen to the shoeshine boy,

and I thought I was gonna jump with joy.

Slapped on shoe polish, left and right.

He took his shoeshine rag and 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.

He  kept on a poppin' and he say it again,

get rhythm when you get the blues.

Come on, get rhythm when you get the blues.

Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones,

put taps on your toes and get goin'.

Get rhythm when you get the blues.