Letra de All God's Chillun Got Rhythm
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 downAll 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 bluesAll 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 waitAll God's chillun' got swingYeah, all God's chillun' got swingHey, hey! Hey, hey! Hey, hey! All God's chillun' got swing SwingYeah! (Woah)