Faron Young - Chattanooga Shoeshine Boy lyrics

Well, have you ever pa**ed 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...