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I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for youin worn out shoes.
With silver haira ragged shirt and baggy pantsthe old soft shoe.
He jumped so highjumped so highthen he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister bojangles come back and dance.I met him in a cell in New Orleans
I was down and out.he looked at me to be the very eyes of ageas he spoke right out.
He talked of lifetalked of lifehe laughed slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister bojangles come back and dance.
He said his name
Bojanglesthen he danced a lick across the cell.
He grabbed his pants a better stanceoh he jumped up high.
He clicked his heels.
He let go a laughlet go a laugh.
Shook back his clothes all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister bojangles come back and dance.
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