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 he 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 he talked of life
He laughed and slapped his leg a step
Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles dance
He said his name Bojangles
Then he danced a lick across the cell
He grabbed his pants
A better stance
Oh he jumped up high
He clicked his heels
He let go a laugh he let go a laugh
Shook back his clothes all around
Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles dance
He said I dance now
At every chance in honky tonks
For drinks and tips
But most of the time
I spend behind these county bars
He said I drinks a bit
He shook his head
And as he shook his head
Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles dance
