Intro : I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you In worn-out shoes Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants The old soft shoe He jumped so high, he jumped so high Then he'd lightly (x2)touched down (x2) I met a man in a cell in New Orleans he was Down and out He looked to me to be the eyes of age As he spoke right out He talked of life, he talked of life He laughed, slapped his leg and (x2)stepped (x2) Mr.Bojangles, Mr.Bojangles, Mr.Bojangles, Dance He said his name Bojangles and he danced the lick Across the cell Grabbed his pants for a better stance and jumped so high Clicked his heels He let go a laugh, let go a laugh Shook back his clothes all (x2)around (x2) He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs Throughout the south He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and he .....traveled about His dog up and died, he up and died After twenty years he still g(x2)rieves (x2) Mr.Bojangles, Mr.Bojangles, Mr.Bojangles, Dance Said I dance now at every chance and 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, (x2)please (x2) Mr.Bojangles, Mr.Bojangles, Mr.Bojangles, go on and Dance La, la, la, la... .... La, la, la, la... ....