Mr. Bojangles Lyrics - Harry Belafonte

Oh I knew a man, Bojangles and he danced for you 

In worn out shoes 

With silver hair and ragged shirt and baggy pants 

The old soft shoe 

He jumped so high, he 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 of life, he talked of life 

He laughed slapped his leg a step 

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Mr Bojangles, Mr Bojangles 

Mr Bojangles dance 

He spoke the name's Bojangles then he danced a lick 

Across the cell 

He grabbed his pants, a better stance 

Oh he jumped so high, he clicked his heels 

He let go a laugh, He let go a laugh 

Shook back his clothes all around 

He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs 

Throughout the south 

He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and him 

Traveled about 

His dog up and died, His dog up and died 

After 20 years he still grieves 

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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 oh dance