Get Rhythm

Get rhythm!
When you get the blues!
Get rhythm!
When you get the blues!

Get a rock and roll feeling in your bones
Put taps on your toes, and get goin'
Get rhythm!
When you get the blues!

A little shoe-shine boy he never gets low-down
But he's got the dirtiest job in town!
Bending low at the peoples' feet
On a windy corner of a dirty street

Well, I asked him while he shined my shoes
How'd he keep from getting the blues
He grinned as he raised his little head
He popped a shoe-shine rag, and he said

Get rhythm!
When you get the blues!
Get rhythm!
When you get the blues!

A jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine
It'll shake all your troubles from your worried mind
Get rhythm!
When you get the blues!

Get rhythm!
When you get the blues!
Get rhythm!
When you get the blues!

Get a rock and roll feeling in your bones
Put taps on your toes, and get goin'
Get rhythm!
When you get the blues!

Well, I had to listen to the shoe-shine boy
And I thought I was gonna jump for joy!
Slapped on the shoe polish left and right
He took a shoe-shine rag and he held it tight
He stopped once to wipe the sweat away
I said, you're a mighty little boy to be a-workin' that way!
He said I like it, with a big wide grin
Kept on a-poppin' and he said again

Get rhythm!
When you get the blues!
Get rhythm!
When you get the blues!

It only costs a dime, just a nickel a shoe
It does a million dollars worth of good for you
Get rhythm!
When you get the blues!