Mr. Bojangles John Holt

[Verse]
I knew a man, Bojangles and he danced for you
In worn out shoes
With silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants
The old soft shoes

[Pre-Chorus]
He jumped so high
Jumped so high
Then he'd lightly touch down

[Verse]
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

[Pre-Chorus]
He talked of life
Talked of life
Laugh and slap his legs instead

[Chorus]
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Dance