Jonathan Karrant - Mr. Bojangles Lyrics

I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you
In worn out shoes
Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants
He would do the old soft shoe
He jumped so high
Jumped so high
Then he'd lightly touched down
I met him in a cell in New Orleans I was
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 lightly slapped his leg instead
He said the name Bojangles and he danced a lick
Right across the cell
He grabbed his pants for a better stance
He jumped so high
That's when he clicked his heels
Then he let go a laugh
He let go a laugh
Shook back his clothes all around
That's Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Come back and dance
Told me of the time he danced for those at minstrel shows
Traveling throughout the south
He spoke in tears of fifteen years
How his dog and him
They travelled about
His dog up and died
He up and died
After twenty years he still grieves
He said I dance now at every chance and honky tonks
For drinks and tips
But most the time I spend behind these county bars
You see, I drinks a bit
Then he shook his head lord when he shook his head
I heard someone say please
That's Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Come back and dance
That's Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Come back and dance
Mr. Bojangles