Mr. Bojangles - Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

I knew a man, Bojangles And he danced for you In worn out shoes With silver hair, a ragged shirt And baggy pants, the old soft shoe He jumped so high, he jumped so high Then he lightly touched down I met him in a cell in New Orleans I was down and 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, slapped his leg a step Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles He said his name, Bojangles Then he danced a lick across the cell He grabbed his pants A better stance Oh, how he jumped up high He clicked his heels He let go a laugh, he let go a laugh Stood up, shook back his clothes all around He danced for those At minstrel shows and county fairs Throughout the south He spoke with tears of 15 years How his dog and him traveled about His dog up and died, he just up and died After 20 years he still grieved Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles He said, "I dance now At every chance in honky tonks" For drink and tips But most of the time I spend behind these county bars" He said, "I drinks a bit" He shook his head And as he shook his head I heard someone respectfully ask, "Please... Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles, dance!"

I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you In worn out shoes The silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants He would do that 'Old Soft Shoe' He'd jump so high, he'd jump so high Then he'd lightly touch down Mister Bojangles Mister Bojangles Dance I met him in a cell in New Orleans I was down and out He looked to me to be the eyes of age As he spoke right out He talked of life, he talked of life Laughed and slapped his leg a step Mister Bojangles Mister Bojangles Dance He said the name Bojangles then he danced a lick All across the cell He grabbed his pants for a better stance Oh he jumped so high and clicked up his heels He let go laugh, he let go laugh Shook back his clothes all around Mister Bojangles Mister Bojangles Dance Yeah, dance He danced for those at 'Minstrel Shows' and County Fairs Throughout the South He spoke with tears of fifteen years How his dog 'n him had just travelled all about His dog up and died, he up and died And after twenty years he still grieves Mister Bojangles Mister Bojangles Dance He said: "I dance now at every chance in Honky Tonks" "For drinks and tips" "But most of the time I spend behind these County bars" "Because I drinks a bit" He shook his head and then he shook his head I heard someone ask him: "Please" Mister Bojangles Mister Bojangles Dance Dance Mister Bojangles, dance

Oh I knew a man, Bojangles and he danced for you In worn out shoes With silver hair and ragged shirt and baggy pants The old soft shoe He jumped so high, he jumped so high Then he'd lightly touch down Mr. Bojangles, Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles dance I met him in a cell in New Orleans I was down and out He looked to me to be the eyes of age As he spoke right out He talked of life, he talked of life He laughed slapped his leg a step Mr Bojangles, Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles dance He spoke the name's Bojangles then he danced a lick Across the cell He grabbed his pants, a better stance Oh he jumped so high, he clicked his heels He let go a laugh, He let go a laugh Shook back his clothes all around He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs Throughout the south He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and him Traveled about His dog up and died, His dog up and died After 20 years he still grieves He said I dance now at every chance in Honky tonks For drinks and tips But most the time I spend behind these county bars Cause I drinks a bit He shook his head And as he shook his head I heard someone ask please Mr Bojangles, Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles oh dance

I knew a man, Bojangles and he'd dance for you In wornout shoes Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants The old soft shoe He jumped so high, jumped so high And lightly touch down I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was Down and out He looked to me to be the very eyes of age And he spoke right out He talked of life, he talked of life Laugh-slapped his leg in step He said the name, Bojangles, and he danced a lick Across the cell He grabbed his pants, a better stance, and he jumped so high And then he clicked his heels He let go a laugh, let go a laugh Shook his clothes back all around Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles Dance He's danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs Throughout the South He spoke with tears of 15 years how his dog and him Traveled about And dog up and died, all up and died After 20 years he still grieves He said, now I dance at every chance in honky-tonks For drinks and tips But most of the time I spend behind these county bars 'Cause I drinks a bit He shook his head, as he shook his head I heard someone ask him "Please, please" Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles Dance Dance

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