Chattanoogie Shoe Shine Boy Songtext
von Bing Crosby
Chattanoogie Shoe Shine Boy Songtext
Have you ever passed the corner of Forth and Grand?
Where a little ball o′ rhythm has a shoe-shine stand
People gather 'round and they clap their hands
He′s a great big bundle o' joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy
He charges you a nickel just to shine one shoe
Makes the oldest kind o' leather look like new
You feel as though you wanna dance when he gets through
Oh he′s a great big bundle o′ joy
Pops the boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy
It's a wonder that the rag don′t tear
Lord the way he makes it pop, wap
You ought to see him fannin' the air
With his hoppity-hippity-hippity-hoppity-hoppity-hippity-hop
He opens up the store when the clock strikes nine
Likes to get up early, ha-ha when they′re feelin' fine
Everybody gets a little rise ′n shine
He's a great big bundle o' joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy
There it goes listen, at him
Ha, you fixed your feet so you could walk your beat
Yes, can′t get no fire insurance around here!
Bad risk
When you goes mind your twinkle toes
Ah it′s a wonder that the rag don't tear
The way he makes it pop, wap wap
Just listen to him fan in the air
With his hoppity-hippity-hippity-hoppity-hoppity-hippity-hop
He opens up for business when the clock strikes nine
He likes to get up early when they′re feelin' fine
Everybody gets a little rise ′n shine
He's a great big bundle o′ joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy
Man I'd tell you one thing
If you're wearing a pair of cordovans
He gonna cut all the neon signs in town
You lay a quarter on him
Guarantee he′ll draw blood
He′s just the Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy
Where a little ball o′ rhythm has a shoe-shine stand
People gather 'round and they clap their hands
He′s a great big bundle o' joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy
He charges you a nickel just to shine one shoe
Makes the oldest kind o' leather look like new
You feel as though you wanna dance when he gets through
Oh he′s a great big bundle o′ joy
Pops the boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy
It's a wonder that the rag don′t tear
Lord the way he makes it pop, wap
You ought to see him fannin' the air
With his hoppity-hippity-hippity-hoppity-hoppity-hippity-hop
He opens up the store when the clock strikes nine
Likes to get up early, ha-ha when they′re feelin' fine
Everybody gets a little rise ′n shine
He's a great big bundle o' joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy
There it goes listen, at him
Ha, you fixed your feet so you could walk your beat
Yes, can′t get no fire insurance around here!
Bad risk
When you goes mind your twinkle toes
Ah it′s a wonder that the rag don't tear
The way he makes it pop, wap wap
Just listen to him fan in the air
With his hoppity-hippity-hippity-hoppity-hoppity-hippity-hop
He opens up for business when the clock strikes nine
He likes to get up early when they′re feelin' fine
Everybody gets a little rise ′n shine
He's a great big bundle o′ joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy
Man I'd tell you one thing
If you're wearing a pair of cordovans
He gonna cut all the neon signs in town
You lay a quarter on him
Guarantee he′ll draw blood
He′s just the Chattanoogie shoe-shine boy
Writer(s): Jack Stapp, Harry Stone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com