Dr Shine Songtext
von Eric Bibb

Walkin′ through the airport one day
In Columbus, Ohio
Dr Shine called out to me
Man, you're a king not a hobo
You got the time, I got the wax
Cost you five dollars, no sales tax
Buddy, let me shine them shoes

You got a smile like a millionaire
But them shoes make you look like a tramp
When Doctor Shine gets through with that leather
You′ll be stepping like a champ
Read the paper, take a snooze
Talk about baseball, whatever you choose
But buddy, let me shine them shoes


My daddy's father was French
That's that Creole look in my eyes
Been shining shoes all my life
Making good money too, you′d be surprised
I can toss the brush from hand to hand
Just as good if not better than any living man
Buddy, I can shine some shoes

You won′t forget this lucky day
It's gon′ go down in history
You play guitar I see
Might write a song about me

I'm gonna make these shoes shine like a mirror
Everything in your world is gonna look a little clearer
Take my card, here′s where I'll be
Tell your friends they can see about me

Buddy, I can shine
Buddy, I can shine some shoes