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Jerry Jeff Walker's song Mr. Bojangles

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HeelsFans

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Oct 16, 1997, 3:00:00 AM10/16/97
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From a song book:

MISTER BOJANGLES

I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you in worn out shoes with silver
hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants an old soft shoe
He jumped so high, jumped so high, then lightly he touched down. Mister
Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, dance.
I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was down and out. He looked at me to be
the eyes of age he spoke right out.
He talked of life, talked of life, he laughed, slapped his leg a step. Mister
Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, dance.
He said his name Bojangles and he danced a lick across the cell. He grabbed his
pants a better stance, oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels, he let go a laugh, let go a laugh, shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, dance.
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen years, how his dog and he traveled about.
His dog up and died, he up and died, after twenty years he still grieved.
Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, dance.
He said, "I dance now at every 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, and as he shook his head, I heard someone ask him, please:
Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, dance.


Mizzoni3

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Oct 16, 1997, 3:00:00 AM10/16/97
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I am working on a project at work and need the 1967 song by Jerry Jeff Walker
called "Mr. Bojangles". I would greatly appreciate the lyrics to this song.
Thank you, Toni

Sylvia Gomez

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Oct 20, 1997, 3:00:00 AM10/20/97
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It was sung by Sammy Davis Jr. Here are the lyrics.

Sylvia

Davis Sammy Jr
Non Album Tracks

Mr Bojangles

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, jumped so high, then he lightly touched down.

I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was

so 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, clicked heels instead.

Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!

He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
throughout the South.

He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died, dog up and died, after twentyyears he still
grieved.

He said, I dance now at every chance in honky tonks


for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend behind these county bars.

He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head and as he shook his head I heard someone ask, please

Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!

- Jerry Jeff Walker

Stevey

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Nov 1, 1997, 3:00:00 AM11/1/97
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and also sung by the writer (I opened for him), and Nitty Gritty Dirt
Band (HIT for them). Great tune, isn't it?

Stevey

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