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Mr. Bojangles - David Bromberg

I knew a man Bojangles

And he danced for you

In worn out shoes

With silver hair a ragged shirt

And baggy pants

He did the old soft shoe

He jumped so high

You know he jumped so high

And then he lightly touched down

Mister Bojangles

Mister Bojangles

Mister Bojangles

Come on dance

I met him in a cell down in New Orleans alright

I was down and out

He looked to me to be

The eyes of age

As he spoke right out

He talked of life

Yes he talked of life

He laughed and slapped his leg a step

He said the name Bojangles

And then he danced a lick

Across the cell

He grabbed his pants a better stance

So he jumped up high high

He clicked his heels

He let go a laugh

You know he let go a laugh

He shook back his clothes all around

Mister Bojangles

Mister Bojangles

Mister Bojangles

Come on dance

He said 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

You know his dog up and died

After twenty 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

I drinks a bit

He shook his head

And as he shook his head

I heard someone ask please

Mister Bojangles

Mister Bojangles

Come

I knew a man Bojangles

And he danced for you