Mr.Bojangles

I knew a man Bojangles And he`ll dance for you In worn out shoes With silver hair and ragged shirt baggy pants He will do the old soft shoe He would jump so high Jump so high That he lightly touched down Told me of the time He worked with, with minstrel shows Travelling throughout the south He spoke with tears for fifteen years How his how his dog and him They will travel about But his dog up and died Got up and died After twenty years he still grieves He said I dance now at every chance in honkey tonks for my drinks and tips but most the time I, I spend behind these country bars You see I drinks a bit Then he shook his head Oh Lord when he shook is head I can swear I heard somebody saying please, please That`s mister Bojangles Calling mister Bojangles Mister Bojangles come back and dance and dance and dance please dance That`s mister Bojangles Calling mister Bojangles Mister Bojangles come back and dance and dance and dance please dance Come back and dance again mister Bojangles