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 shoe-shine boy he 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
When I asked him while he shine my shoes
How'd he keep from gettin' the blues
He grinned as he raised his little head
He popped his shoe-shine rag and then he said
Get rhythm, when you get the blues
Come on get rhythm, when you get the blues
A jumpin' rhythm makes you feel so fine
It'll shake all your troubles from your worried mind
Get rhythm, when you get the blues

Well I sat and I listened to the shoe-shine boy
And I thought I was gonna jump for joy
Slapped on his shoe-polish, left and right
He took a shoe-shine rag and he held it tight
He stopped once to wipe his 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'd say it 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
It does a million dollars worth of good for you
Get rhythm, when you get the blues