Hand me down my walkin' cane
Hand me down my hat
Hurry now and don't be late

'Cause we ain't got time to chat
You and me we're goin' out
To catch the latest sound

Guaranteed to blow your mind
So high you won't come down


Chorus:
Hey ya'll prepare yourself for the rubberband man
You've never heard a sound

Like the rubberband man
You're bound to lose control
When the rubberband starts to jam


Oh, this dude is outta sight!
Everything he does seems to come out right


Once I went to hear them play
At a club outside of town

I was so suprised
I was hypnotized
By the sound this cat put down

When I saw this short fat guy
Stretch a band between his toes
Hey I laughed so hard

Cause the man got down
When he finally reached his goal


Repeat Chorus

Got that rubber band

Up on his toes
And then he wriggled it up
All around his nose


Guaranteed to blow your mind
Playin all that music, yet keepin time

Where in the world did he learn that, oh Lord
Lord, help him get away


Repeat Chorus

Rubberband man

Rubberband man
How much of this stuff do he think we can stand?
So much rhythym, grace, and debonair for one man, Lord

And then he had the nerve to wiggle his left toe
To his knee got the feelin' in his head, y'all, ah, come on, baby


Repeat Chorus

Rubberband man starts to jam

Moving up and down cross the land
Got the people all in his wake
Everything probably seems outta place


Just move it, just move it
Just move move move it

Rubberband Man
Just move it, just move it
Just move move move it

Rubberband man
Get down, get down low