I'm probably
the rottenest dude you ever seen
Ate beans and cornbread
and drank Jim Beam
Got an old guitar with some rusty strings
Well Lord I can make it sing
I got rhythm
I got rhythm
I got the blues
I got the blues
Well I got the rhythm
I got the rhythm
I got the blues
I got the blues
I got the rhythm from my daddy,
but a bad mama gave me the blues
I lay in bed all day long,
when the night rolls around
I get it on
Go down to the joint, drink a little hooch,
get all wound up and I turn it loose
Cause I got rhythm, I got the blues
I got the rhythm, I got the blues
I got the rhythm from my daddy,
but a bad one would give me the blues
Listen, honey, I like to dance
I like to sing Wang -dang
-doodle all night
Playin' this thing
Any way you want it
I can get down to it
I can do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
I got the rhythm, I got the blue
I got the rhythm, I got the blue
I got the rhythm from my daddy
But a bad woman gave me the blues
I got rhythm, I got the blues
I got the rhythm, I got the blues
I got the rhythm from my daddy,
but the bad woman gave me the blues
Oh, I got the rhythm
Oh, so glad to hang on