Sammy Davis Jr.
Mr. Bojangles

*Whistling*

I knew a man,
Bojangles,
and he'd dance 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,
down and out.
He looked to me to be the very eyes of age
as the smoke ran out,
talked of life, lord that man talked of life,
laughed, clicked his heels and stepped.

He said his name was "Bojangles"
and he danced a lick
right across the cell.
He grabbed his pants,
took a bitter stance,
jumped up high.
That's when he
clicked his heels.
Then he let go a laugh,
lord, he'd let go a laugh,
shook back his clothes all around.

Mr. Bojangles.
Mr. Bojangles.
Mr. Bojangles
dance.

He told me of the times
he worked with minstrel shows,
travelling throughout The South.
He spoke with tears
of fifteen years
how his dog and he,
they travel about.
the dog up and died,
dog up and died,
and after twenty years he still greived.

He said "I dance
now and every chance a
honkey-tonk,
for my drinks and tips.
But most of the time
I spend behind these county bars,
you see son, I drinks a bit."
he shook his head.
as he shook his head,
I heard someone
say please, please, please.

A-Mr. Bojangles,
Mr. Bojangles,
Mr. Bojangles,
dance.

*Whistle*


Mirror lyrics:

*Whistle*

dance.
Mr. Bojangles,
Mr. Bojangles,
A-Mr. Bojangles,

say please, please, please.
I heard someone
as he shook his head,
he shook his head.
you see son, I drinks a bit."
I spend behind these county bars,
But most of the time
for my drinks and tips.
honkey-tonk,
now and every chance a
He said "I dance

and after twenty years he still greived.
dog up and died,
the dog up and died,
they travel about.
how his dog and he,
of fifteen years
He spoke with tears
travelling throughout The South.
he worked with minstrel shows,
He told me of the times

dance.
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles.
Mr. Bojangles.

shook back his clothes all around.
lord, he'd let go a laugh,
Then he let go a laugh,
clicked his heels.
That's when he
jumped up high.
took a bitter stance,
He grabbed his pants,
right across the cell.
and he danced a lick
He said his name was "Bojangles"

laughed, clicked his heels and stepped.
talked of life, lord that man talked of life,
as the smoke ran out,
He looked to me to be the very eyes of age
down and out.
in New Orleans, I was,
I met him in a cell

and then he'd lightly touch down.
jump so high,
He could jump so high,
He would do the old soft shoe.
and baggy pants.
a ragged shirt,
with silver hair,
in worn out shoes,
and he'd dance for you
Bojangles,
I knew a man,

*Whistling*


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