Lyrics:

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 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 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 hippity hoppity 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 bundle of joy
He pops a boogie woogie rag Chattanooga shoeshine boy
[ steel - guitar ]
It's a wonder that the rag don't tear...