I knew a man, Bojangles, and he'd dance for you
In worn out shoes
With the silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants
He would do the old soft shoe
He can jump so high, jump so high
And then he lightly touched down
I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was
Well, I was down and out
He looked at me to be the very eyes of age
As he spoke right out
Talked of life, Lord, that man talked of life, and laughed
Slapped his leg a step
He said his name was Bojangles, then he danced a lick
Right across the...
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