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[00:12.41]I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you in worn out shoes
[00:22.47]Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants, that old soft shoe
[00:34.12]He'd jump so high, he'd jump so high, then he lightly touched down
[00:49.81]Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.
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[01:09.08]I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was down and out
[01:19.07]He looked to me to be the eyes of age as he spoke right out
[01:31.85]He talked of life, he talked of life, laughing slapped his leg stale
[01:46.59]Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.
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[02:05.44]He said the name Bojangles and he danced a lick all across the cell
[02:16.18]He grabbed his pants for a better stance, oh he jumped so high and he clicked
[02:22.50]up his heels
[02:26.92]He let go laugh, he let go laugh, shook back his clothes all around
[02:43.02]Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance, yeah, dance.
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[03:02.37]He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughtout the south
[03:13.84]He spoke with tears of 15 years of how his dog and him but just travelled all about
[03:26.61]His dog up and died, he up and died, and after 20 years he still grieves
[03:40.44]Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.
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[03:59.14]He said I dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips
[04:09.28]But most of the time I spend behind these county bars, cause I drink so bit
[04:20.86]He shook his head, yes he shook his head, I heard someone ask him, please,
[04:36.39]Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance, dance, Mr Bojangles, dance.
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