I knew a man


I knew a man Bojangles and he’d dance for you in worn out shoes
Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants, that old soft shoe…

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He’d jump so high, he’d jump so high, will he likely 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 eyes 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…


Dance, dance the night away.