past the corner of Fourth and Grand
Where a little ball of rhythm
People gather round and they
He's a great big bundle of joy
He pops a boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie Shoe Shine Boy
He makes the oldest kind of leather
You feel as though you want to dance
He's a great big bundle of joy
He pops the boogie woogie rag
The Chattanoogie Shoe Shine Boy
It's a wonder that the rag don't tear
You ought to see him fan the air
With his hoppity -hippity -hippity
-hoppity -hoppity -hippity -hop
when the clock strikes nine
He likes to get them early
when they're feelin' fine
Everybody gets a little rise and shine
With a great big bundle of joy
He pops a boogie -woogie rag
The Chattanoogie Shoe Shine Boy
Mmm, don't that tickle you?
It's a wonder that the rag don't tear
Just listen to him fan the air
when the clock strikes nine
when they're feeling fine
Everybody gets a little rise and shine
With a great big bundle of joy
He pops a boogie -woogie rag,
the Chattanoogie Shoeshine Boy.
The Chattanoogie Shoeshine Boy.