Chattanoga Shoeshine Boy - Pat Boone

Well, 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 bundle of joy

He pops a boogie woogie rag

Chattanooga shoeshine boy

Well, he charges you a nickel

Just to shine one shoe

He makes the oldest kind

Of laughter 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

Chattanooga shoeshine boy

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, 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 that great big bungle of joy

He pops a boogie, woogie rag

Chattanooga shoeshine boy

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, 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 that great big bungle of joy

He pops a boogie, woogie rag

Chattanooga shoeshine boy…