Mr. Bojangles Songtext / Lyric

I knew a man...
Bojangles, and he'll dance for you
in worn out shoes

With silver hair
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants
he would do the old soft shoe

he would jump so high
(jump so high)
then he´d lightly touched down

he told me of the time
he worked with minstrel shows
travelling throughout the south

he spoke with tears
for fifteen years
how his, how his dog and he
they where travel about

but his dog up and it died
won´t up - and dies
and after twenty years he still grieves

he said "I dance now at
every chance in the honky tonks
...for my drinks and tips

but most ´o the time I...
I spend behind these county bars
you see son I...
I drink some bit"

...then he shook his head
oh lord
when he shook his head
I can swear
I heard somebody say "please"
...please

That's Mr. Bojangles
call him Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
come back and dance
..and dance and dance please, dance...

Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
come back and dance
and dance and dance please, dance

Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
come back and dance
and dance and dance please, dance
...come back and dance again Mr. Bojangles...