Mr. Bojangles

Lyrics

I knew a man Bojangles And he'd dance for you in worn out shoes Silver hair, a ragged shirt And baggy pants, the old soft shoe He jumped so high Jumped so high He'd lightly touch down Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles, dance I met him in a park in New Orleans I was down and out He looked to me to be the eyes of age And he spoke right out He talked of life He talked of life He laugh-slapped his leg a step He said my name's Bojangles And he danced a lick across the grass He grabbed his pants a better stance He jumped so high, clicked his heels He let go a laugh He let go a laugh Shook back his clothes 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 fifteen years How his dog and him traveled about His dog up and died He up and died After twenty years he still grieves He said "I dance every chance in honky-tonks For drinks and tips But most of time I spend behind some gentle spars 'Cause I drink a bit He shook his head He shook his head Heard somebody ask him, "Please" Mr. Bojangles Hey, Mr. Bojangles They shouted "Mr. Bojangles, dance!" Hey, Mr. Bojangles Everybody shouted "Mr. Bojangles Hey, Mr. Bojangles, dance!"