I gotta frown, you gotta frown All God's chillun' got a frown on their face Ain't no chance with a frown A song and a dancer will turn 'em upside down
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 chase away the blues All God's chillun' got troubles Troubles don't mean a thing When they start to go shabo-doo-bee-do-do All the troubles don't wait All God's chillun' got swing ♪ Yeah, all God's chillun' got swing ♪ Hey, hey! Hey, hey! Hey, hey! All God's chillun' got swing Swing Yeah! ♪ (Woah)