Karaoke Mr. Bojangles

I knew a man
Bojangles and he danced for you in worn out shoes
With silver hair a ragged shirt and baggy pants he would do the old soft shoe
He could jump so high jump so high and then he'd lightly touch down
I met him in a cell in New Orleans I was while I was down and out
He looked to me to be the very eyes of age as he spoke right out
Talked of life
Lord he talked of life laughed slapped his leg and stepped
He said his name was
"Bojangles" and he danced a lick
Right across the cell he grabbed his pants and took a bitter stance jumped up high
That's when he clicked his heels
Then he let go a laugh huh!
Lord he'd let go a laugh shook back his clothes all around
That was Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Lord he could dance
He told me of the times he worked for minstrel shows travelling through out the South
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and he they used travel about
But his dog up and died dog up and died and after twenty years he still greived
He said "I danced now and every chance and honkey-tonks for my drinks and tips
But most the time
I spend behind these country bars you see son I drinks a bit"
Then he shook his head
Lord when he shook his head
I could swear I heard someone say please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Come back and dance dance dance dance
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles dance oh dance

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