I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you in
worn out shoes Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy
pants, that old soft shoe He'd jump so high, he'd
jump so high, then he'd lightly touch down Mr.
Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.

I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was down and
out He looked to me to be the eye of age as he
spoke right out He talked of life, he talked of
life, laughing slapped his leg stale Mr.
Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.

He said the name Bojangles and he danced a lick
all across the cell He grabbed his pants for a
better stance, oh he jumped so high and he clicked
up his heels He let go a laugh, he let go a laugh,
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Mr. Bojangles, dance, yeah, dance.

He danced for those at minstrel shows and county
fairs throughout the south He spoke with tears of
15 years of how his dog and him just travelled
all about His dog up and died, he up and died, and
after 20 years he still grieves Mr. Bojangles, Mr.
Bojangles, dance.

He said I dance now at every chance at honky-tonks
for drinks and tips But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars, 'cause I drinks a bit He
shook his head, yes he shook his head, I heard
someone ask him, please, Mr. Bojangles, Mr.
Bojangles, dance, dance, Mr Bojangles, dance.