Chattanooga Shoe Shine Boy

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Have you ever passed the corner of Forth and Grand,
Where a little ball of rythm has a shoe shine stand,
People gather round and they clap their hands,
He's a great big bundle of joy,
He pops a boogie woogie rag,
The Chattanooga shoe shine 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 bundle of joy,
He pops a boogie woogie rag,
The Chattanooga shoe shine boy.