Mr. Bojangles
(1968) jerry jeff walker
I knew a man bojangles
Always danced with worn out shoes
The silver hair, a ragged shirt
And bare ragged paints
The old soft shoe
He jumps so high
He jumps so high and
Then he lightly touches down
I met him in a new orleans cafè
He was down & out
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I knew a man, bojangles, & he danced for you
In worn out shoes.
With silver hair, a ragged shirt & baggy pants,
The old soft shoe.
He jumped so high, jumped so high, then he lightly touched down.
I met him in a cell in new orleans, i was
So down & out.
He looked at me to be the eyes of age,
As he spoke right out.
He talked of life, he talked of life. he laughed, clicked heels instead.
Mister bojangles
Mister bojangles
Mister bojangles,
Dance!
He danced for those at minstrel shows & county fairs
Throughout the south.
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog & he
Traveled about.
His dog up & died, dog up & died, after twentyyears he still grieved.
He said, i dance now at every chance in honky tonks
For drinks & tips.
But most of the time i spend behind these county bars.
He said, i drink a bit.
He shook his head & as he shook his head i heard someone ask, please
Mister bojangles
Mister bojangles
Mister bojangles,
Dance!
