作词 : John Denver
作曲 : John Denver
I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you
In worn out shoes
With silver hair, and ragged shirt, and baggy pants
The old soft shoe
He jumped so high, jumped so high
Then he’d lightly touch down
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles, dance
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 about life, talked about life
He laughed and slapped his legs and stepped
He said his name "Bojangles" and he danced a lick
Across the cell
He grabbed his pants and took a stance, and jumped so high
He clicked his heels
He let go a laugh, let go a laugh
Shook his clothes all around
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles, dance
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
Throughout the south
He spoke in tears of 15 years how his dog and him
They traveled about
The dog up and died, he up and died
After 20 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
Cause I drinks a bit"
He shook his head now, he shook his head
I heard someone ask him please
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles
Hey Mr. Bojangles, dance...