I got a frown, you got a frown All God's chillun got a frown on their face Take no chance with that frown A song and a dance, turn it upside down Ah, ah, ah, ah, zazoo, zazoo All God's chillun got rhythm, all God's chillun got swing Maybe haven't got money, maybe haven't got shoes All God's chillun got rhythm for to push away their blues All God's chillun got trouble, troubles don't mean a thing When they start to go, "Ho ho ho" The old troubles bound to go 'way, say All God's chillun got swing All God's children got trouble Da da do day, ra do day, ra do da do, da da, da da day Doh da do day, da do day, ra do, da do, da do day Maybe haven't got money or maybe haven't got shoes All God's chillun got rhythm for to push, for to push For to push away their blues All God's chillun got trouble, troubles don't mean a thing When they start to go, "Ho ho ho" The old troubles bound to go 'way, say All God's chillun got swing Swing it high, swing it low, hell, let 'em go, hah hah, yea Swing it up, swing it down, ah hah let it go, oh hah, yea Ain't got money, ain't got shoes All God's chillun got rhythm For to push away their doggone weary blues Three cheers for the red, white and blue Swing it up to the sky, don't ask how, don't ask why Brother, go go oh hoh, blow blow, way hay ay All God's chillun got swing, swing, swing
I got a frown, you got a frown All God's chillun got a frown on their face Take no chance with that frown A song and a dance, turn it upside down Ah, ah, ah, ah, zazoo, zazoo All God's chillun got rhythm, all God's chillun got swing Maybe haven't got money, maybe haven't got shoes All God's chillun got rhythm for to push away their blues All God's chillun got trouble, troubles don't mean a thing When they start to go, "Ho ho ho" The old troubles bound to go 'way, say All God's chillun got swing All God's children got trouble Da da do day, ra do day, ra do da do, da da, da da day Doh da do day, da do day, ra do, da do, da do day Maybe haven't got money or maybe haven't got shoes All God's chillun got rhythm for to push, for to push For to push away their blues All God's chillun got trouble, troubles don't mean a thing When they start to go, "Ho ho ho" The old troubles bound to go 'way, say All God's chillun got swing Swing it high, swing it low, hell, let 'em go, hah hah, yea Swing it up, swing it down, ah hah let it go, oh hah, yea Ain't got money, ain't got shoes All God's chillun got rhythm For to push away their doggone weary blues Three cheers for the red, white and blue Swing it up to the sky, don't ask how, don't ask why Brother, go go oh hoh, blow blow, way hay ay All God's chillun got swing, swing, swing
