Mr. Bojangles
I knew a man
- I knew a man
- Bojangles and he danced 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
- Then he'd lightly touch down
- I met him in a cell in New Orleans
- He was down and out
- He looked to me to be the eyes of age
- As he spoke right out
- He talked of life he talked of life
- He laughed slapped his leg and stepped
- Mr Bojangles
- Mr Bojangles
- Mr Bojangles dance
- He said his name
- Bojangles and he danced a lick
- Across the cell
- He grabbed his pants a better stance
- And jumped so high clicked his heels
- He let go a laugh Let go a laugh
- Shook back his clothes all around
- He danced for those in minstrel shows
- And county fairs
- Throughout the south
- He spoke with tears of fifteen years
- How his dog and he traveled about
- His dog up and died he up and died
- After twenty years he still grieves
- Mr Bojangles
- Mr Bojangles
- Mr Bojangles dance
- 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
- And as he shook his head
- I heard someone ask please
- Mr Bojangles
- Mr Bojangles
- Mr Bojangles
- Go on and dance
Komentar 1
So blooming always