Mr Bojangles

I knew a man Bojangles
 And he'll dance for you
 In worn out shoes
 With silver hair, a ragged shirt
 And baggy pants
 He would do the old soft shoe
 He would jump so high
 Jump so high
 Then he'd lightly touch down
 Told me of the time he worked with
 With Minstrel shows
 Travelling throughout the south
 Spoke with tears for 15 years
 How his, how his dog and he
 They would travel about
 But his dog up and died
 Got up and died
 After 20 years he still grieves
 He said, "I dance now at every chance in the honky tonks
 For my drinks and tips
 But most of the time I
 I spend behind these county bars
 You see son, I drinks a bit"
 Then he shook his head
 Oh Lord, when he shook his head
 I could swear I heard someone say please, please
 That's Mr. Bojangles
 Calling Mr. Bojangles
 Mr. Bojangles, come back
 And dance and dance and dance, please, dance
 Mr. Bojangles
 Mr. Bojangles
 Mr. Bojangles, come back
 And dance and dance and dance, please, dance
 Come back and dance again Mr Bojangles