Mr Bojangles

C C/B Am7 C/G F G I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you, in worn-out shoes. C C/B Am7 C/G F G With silver hair a ragged shirt and baggy pants, he did the old soft shoe. F C E7 Am C/G D7/F# G G7 He jumped so high, jumped so high, then he'd lightly touch down. Am G Am G Am G C Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, dance. C C/B Am7 C/G F G I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was down and out. C C/B Am7 C/G F G He looked to me to be the eyes of age as he spoke right out. F C E7 Am C/G D7/F# G G7 He talked of life, talked of life, he laughed, slapped his leg a step. C C/B Am7 C/G F G He said his name, Bojangles, then he danced a lick, across the cell. C C/B Am7 C/G F G He grabbed his pants for better stance, oh he jumped up high. He clicked his heels, F C E7 Am C/G D7/F# G G7 he let go a laugh, let go a laugh, shook back his clothes all around. Am G Am G Am G C Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, dance. C C/B Am7 C/G F G He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughout the south. C C/B Am7 C/G F G He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and he traveled about. F C E7 Am C/G His dog up and died, up and died, D7/F# G G7 After twenty years he still grieved. C C/B Am7 C/G F G He said, "I dance now at every chance in honky tonks for drinks and tips. C C/B Am7 C/G F G But most of the time I spend behind these county bars". He said, "I drinks a bit." F C E7 Am C/G He shook his head and he shook his head, D7/F# G G7 I heard someone ask him please, Am G Am G Am G C Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, dance. Am G Am G Am G C Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, dance.