Mr. Bojangles

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I [C]knew a man Bo[G/B]jangles and he'd [Am]dance for you [Am7/G]    
[F]In worn out [G]shoes
With [C]silver hair, a [G/B]ragged shirt, and [Am]baggy pants [Am7/G]    
[F]The old soft [G]shoe
[F]He jumped so [Em]high, [E7]jumped so [Am]high [Am7/G]    
[D7]Then he lightly touched [G7]down   

I [C]met him in a [G/B]cell in New Or[Am]leans I was [Am7/G]    
[F]down and [G]out  
He [C]looked to me to [G/B]be the [Am]eyes of age [Am7/G]    
[F]as he spoke right [G]out  
[F]He talked of [Em]life, [E7]talked of [Am]life, [Am7/G]    
[D7]he laughed clicked his heels and [G7]stepped

He [C]said his name "Bo[G/B]jangles" and he [Am]danced a lick [Am7/G]    
[F]across the [G]cell
He [C]grabbed his pants and [G/B]spread his stance,Oh he [Am]jumped so high [Am7/G]    
[F]and then he clicked his [G]heels
[F]He let go a [Em]laugh, [E7]let go a [Am]laugh [Am7/G]    
[D7]and shook back his clothes all [G7]around

[Am]Mr. Bo[G]jangles, [Am]Mr. Boj[G]angles
[Am]Mr. Bo[G]jangles, [C]dance [G/B]    [Am]    

He [C]danced for those at [G/B]minstrel shows and [Am7]county fairs [Am7/G]    
[F]throughout the [G]south
He [C]spoke through tears of [G/B]15 years how his [Am7]dog and him [Am7/G]    
[F]traveled a[G]bout
[F]The dog up and [Em]died, [E7]he up and [Am]died [Am7/G]    
[D7]And after 20 years he still [G7]grieves

He [C]said I dance now at [G/B]every chance in [Am7]honky tonks [Am7/G]    
[F]for drinks and [G]tips
But [C]most the time I [G/B]spend behind these [Am7]county bars [Am7/G]    
[F]'cause I drinks a [G]bit  
[F]He shook his [Em]head, and [E7]as he shook his [Am7]head     [Am7/G]    
[D7]I heard someone ask him [G7]please, please.

[Am]Mr. Bo[G]jangles, [Am]Mr. Boj[G]angles
[Am]Mr. Bo[G]jangles, [C]dance . . [G/B]    [Am]    

I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance 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 to me to be the eyes of age
as he spoke right out
He talked of life, talked of life,
he laughed clicked his heels and stepped

He said his name "Bojangles" and he danced a lick
across the cell
He grabbed his pants and spread his stance,Oh he jumped so high
and then he clicked his heels
He let go a laugh, let go a laugh
and shook back his clothes all around

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

He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
throughout the south
He spoke through tears of 15 years how his dog and him
traveled about
The dog up and died, he up and died
And after 20 years he still grieves

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 him please, please.

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

Song Author Jerry Jeff Walker

Lyrics Author Jerry Jeff Walker

Performer: Nitty Gritty Dirt Band