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Chillun', listen here to meThis is my philosophyTo see me through the dayTo scare my cares awayAll God's Chillun Got RhythmAll God's Chillun got swingMaybe haven't got moneyMaybe haven't got shoesAll God's Chillun Got RhythmFor to push away the bluesYeah !All God's Chillun got troubleTrouble don't mean a thingWhen they start to go ho ho ho de hoTroubles bound to go 'way, say!All God's Chillun Got Swing. From Letras Mania