Hey, get rhythm when you play the Blues
Come on, get rhythm when you play the Blues
Get a gotta score feelin' in your bones
Strap blades on your feet and get gone
Get rhythm when you play the Blues
An equipment boy never gets low down
But he's got the dirtiest job in town
Bendin' low at the peoples' skates
On the end of the bench openin' the gates
Well, I asked him while he sharped by blade
What should I do when I see the team fade
He grinned as he raised his little head
Grabbed a water bottle and then he said
Get rhythm when you play the Blues
Come on, get rhythm when you play the Blues
A jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine
It'll shake all the trouble from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you play the Blues
Get rhythm when you play the Blues
Come on , get rhythm when you play the Blues
Get a rock the other team in your bones
Put blades on your feet and get gone
Get rhythm when you play the Blues
Well, I sat down to listen to the equipment guy
And I felt like I could touch the sky
As I watched kidA zig left and right
He took a CH towel and held it tight
He stopped once to wipe the sweat away
I said you're a mighty fine man 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 play the Blues
Come on, get rhythm when you play the Blues
Hey, you know BBQ earns 5K per shift?
He'll give you a twelve million dollar lift
Get rhythm when you play the Blues
