paroles de chanson Mr. Bojangles - Salena Jones

I know a man Bojangles
And he'd dance for you
In worn-out shoes
With silver hair, a ragged shirt
And baggy pants, the old soft shoe
He'd jump so high, jump so high
Then he'd lightly touchdown

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
He laughed slapped his leg a step
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles dance

Said his name Bojangles
The he danced a lick across the cell
He grabbed his pants, a better stance
Oh, how he jumped up high
He clicked his heels
He let go a laugh, let go a laugh
Shook back his clothes all around

He said: "I dance at Minstrel shows
And county fairs throughout the South"
He spoke with tears of fifteen years
How his dog and he travelled all 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 at every chance
In honky tanks 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

Hey!
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Come on and dance
Come on and dance
Hey!
Come on and dance.