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Mr Bojangles



By Jerry Jeff Walker

Performed by Harry Nilsson on the RCA album "Harry"


I knew a man Bojangles and he danced 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 the name Bojangles then he danced a lick

Across the cell

He grabbed his pants a better stance oh he jumped so high and clicked his heels

He'd 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 of minstrel shows and county fairs

throughout the South

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

Had traveled about

His dog up and died, he up and died - after twenty years he still greives


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"

Mister Bojangles… Mister Bojangles…

Mister Bojangles… Dance.

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