Mr. Bojangles

Key: D

D walk down and back

I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you, In worn out shoes
Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, The old soft shoe
He jumped so high, He jumped so high
Then he'd lightly touched down

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 lightly slapped his leg instead

Mr Bojangles, Mr Bojangles, Mr Bojangles, Dance

He said the name Bojangles and he danced a lick, Across the cell
He grabbed his pants for a better stance, He jumped so high
He clicked his heels, He let go a laugh, He let go a laugh
Shook back his clothes all around

We danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs, Throughout the south
We spoke in tears of fifteen years, How his dog and him, Travelled about
His dog up and died, He up and died
After twenty years he still grieves

Mr Bojangles, Mr Bojangles, Mr Bojangles, Dance

Jean Lead

They said I dance now at every chance and 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, Dance
Mr Bojangles, Mr Bojangles, Mr Bojangles, Dance

D walk down and back