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Mr. Bojangles lyrics with English Translations
I knew a man Bojangles and he'll dance for you
In worn out shoes
With silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants
The old soft shoes
He jump so high - jump so high
Then he lightly touch 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, talked of life Laughing, slapped his leg and stepped
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, how he jumped so high He clicked his heels He let go a laugh, let go a laugh Shook back his clothes all around
He danced for those at minstrel shows And county fairs Throughout the south He spoke with tears of fifteen years Of how his dog and he, travelled about His dog up and died, dog up and died After fifteen years he still grieved
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles, dance
He said I dance in every chance at honky-tonks For drinks and tips But most of the time I spend behind these county bars He said I drink so bit He shook his head, and as he shook his head I heard someone ask, please
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles, dance
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles..
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, talked of life Laughing, slapped his leg and stepped
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, how he jumped so high He clicked his heels He let go a laugh, let go a laugh Shook back his clothes all around
He danced for those at minstrel shows And county fairs Throughout the south He spoke with tears of fifteen years Of how his dog and he, travelled about His dog up and died, dog up and died After fifteen years he still grieved
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles, dance
He said I dance in every chance at honky-tonks For drinks and tips But most of the time I spend behind these county bars He said I drink so bit He shook his head, and as he shook his head I heard someone ask, please
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles, dance
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles..
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