Roy Drusky - Chattanooga Shoeshine Boy Lyrics

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...