Mr. Bojangles C Em Am F GI knew a man Bojangles and he’d dance for you, In worn out shoes C Em Am F GThe silver hair a ragged shirt and baggy pants, That old soft shoeF G E7 Am D9 G G7He’d jump so high, Jump so high, Then he’d lightly touch down

Am G Am G C Em Am CMr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, D – a – n – c - e

C Em Am F GI met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was down and out C Em Am F GHe looked to me to be the eyes of age, As he spoke right outF G E7 Am D9 G G7He talked of life, he talked of life, Then he laughed and slapped his leg a step(chorus)

C Em Am F GHe said the name Bojangles then he danced a lick, All across the cell C Em Am F GHe grabbed his pants for a better stance Oh he jumped so high, And clicked up his heelsF G E7 Am D9 G G7He let go a laugh, let go a laugh, Shook his clothes all around(chorus)

C Em Am F GHe danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs, Throughout the south C Em Am F GHe spoke with tears of 15 years how his dog and him, Just traveled aboutF G E7 Am D9 G G7His dog up and died, he up and died, After 20 years he still grieves(chorus)

C Em Am F GHe said I dance now at every chance in honky tonks, For drinks and tips C Em Am F GBut most of the time I spend behind these county bars, cause I drinks a bitF G E7 Am D9 G G7He shook his head, and he shook his head, I heard someone ask him “Please”(chorus)

Am G CMr. Bojangles, dance