Mr. Bojangles

I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you

In worn out shoes

With silver hair a ragged shirt and baggy pants

He will do the old soft shoe

He was jumped so high jumped so high

Then he lightly touched down

He danced for those at minstrel shows

And county fairs throughout the south

He spoke through tears of 15 years

How his dog and him traveled about

The dog up and died he up and died

And after 20 years he still grieves

He said I dance now at every chance in honky tonks for my 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 him please please

Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles

Mr Bojangles come back dance dance dance

Please dance

Mr Bojangles

Mr Bojangles

Mr Bojangles

Come back dance dance dance

Please dance