All God's Chillun Got Rhythm

I got a frown, you got a frown
All God’s chillun got a frown on their face
Ain’t no chance with a frown
Song and a dance turn 'em upside down
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
All God’s children got rhythm
All God’s children got swing
Maybe haven’t got money
Maybe haven’t got shoes
But All God’s children got rhythm
So that they can change the blues
All God’s children got trouble
Troubles don’t mean a thing
When they start to go shaba-dooba-daba-daba
Troubles just go away, hey
All God’s children got swing
Hey, all God’s children got swing
Here’s a little Charlie Parker bit
All God’s children got rhythm
All God’s children got swing
Maybe haven’t got money
Maybe haven’t got shoes
But All God’s children got rhythm
So that they can change the blues
All God’s children got trouble
Troubles don’t mean a thing
When they start to go sho-doe-doe-di-doe
Troubles just go away, hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
All God’s children got…
Yeah