Paroles Mr Bojangles de John Holt

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I knew a man, Bojangles and he danced for youIn worn out shoesSilver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pantsThe old soft shoeHe jumped so highHe jumped so highThen he'd lightly touch downI met him in a cell in New Orleans, I wasDown and outHe looked to me to be the eyes of ageAs he spoke right outHe talked of lifeHe talked of lifeHe laughed, clicked his heels and steppedHe said his name, Bojangles and he danced a lickAcross the cellHe grabbed his pants, a better stanceOh, he jumped so highThen he clicked his heelsHe let go a laughHe let go a laughPushed back his clothes all aroundMr. BojanglesMr. BojanglesMr. BojanglesDanceHe danced for those in minstral shows and county fairsThroughout the southHe spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and himTraveled aboutThe dog up and diedHe up and diedAfter twenty years he still grievesHe said I dance now at every chance in honky tonksFor drinks and tipsBut most the time I spend behind these county barsHe said I drinks a bitHe shook his headAnd as he shook his headI heard someone ask him pleasePleaseMr. BojanglesMr. BojanglesMr. BojanglesDance

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