Retro Lyrics

 

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

The old soft shoe

He jumped so high jumped so high

Then he lightly touched down

 

I met him in a cell in New Orleans

I was down and out

He looked at me to be the eyes of age

As he spoke right out

He talked of life talked of life

He laughed slapped his leg a step

 

He said his name Bojangles then he danced a lick

Across the cell

He grabbed his pants a better stance he jumped so high

And he clicked his heels

He let go a laugh let go a laugh

Shook back his clothes all around

 

Mister Bojangles

Mister Bojangles

Mister Bojangles dance

 

He danced for those at 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 up and died

After twenty years he still grieved

 

He said I dance now at every chance in honky tonks

For drinks and tips

But most of the time I spend behind these county bars

He said I drinks a bit

He shook his head he shook his head

I heard someone ask him please

 


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