Текст (слова) песни: Nitty Gritty Dirt Band - Mr. Bojangles
I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you in worn out shoes With silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe He jumped so high, he jumped so high, Then he lightly touched 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, he talked of life, he laughed, slapped his leg a step
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, he jumped up high, Then he clicked his heels He let go a laugh, he let go a laugh, Shook back his clothes all around
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs Through out the south He spoke with tears of 15 years how his dog and him Had traveled about His dog up and died, he up and died, after 20 years he still grieves
He said I dance now at every chance in honky tonks For drink and tips But most of 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 him `Please` Please ..........
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles, dance!
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles, dance!
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