I knew a man Bojangles & he danced for you in worn out shoes
With silver hair, a ragged shirt & baggy pants, the old soft shoe
He jumped so high, he jumped so high, then he lightly touched down

Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance!

I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was - down & out
He looked to be the eyes of age as spoke right out
He talked of life, he talked of life, he laughed, slapped his leg a step

He said his name, Bojangles, then he danced a lick across the south
He grabbed a chair like Fred Astaire, then he jumped up high, he clicked his
heels
He let go a laugh, he let go a laugh, shook back his clothes all around

He danced for those at minstrel shows & county fairs throughout the south
He spoke with tears of 15 years how his dog & he traveled about
His dog up & died, up & died, after 20 years he still grieved

He said 'I dance now at ev'ry 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 & as he shook his head I heard someone ask "Please:'

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