Mr. Bojangles

Robbie Williams

I knew a man, Bojangles
And he'll dance for you
In worn out shoes 
With silver hair, a ragged shirt, baggy pants
He would do the old soft shoe
He would jump so high, jump so high
Then he lightly touch down

Told me of the time he worked with
With Minstrel shows 
Traveling throughout the south
Spoke with tears for fifteen years
How his, how his dog and he
They would travel about

But his dog up and died
Got up and died
After twenty years he still grieves

Said "I dance now at
Every chance in Honky Tonks
For my drinks and tips
But most the time I 
I spend behind these country bars
You see sunlight, I drinks a bit"

Then he shook his head
Oh, Lord, when he shook his head
I could swear I heard someone say "Please, please"

That's Mister Bojangles
Call him Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles 
Come back, dance, and dance, and dance, please, dance
Mister Bojangles 
Oh, Mister Bojangles 
Oh, Mister Bojangles 
Come back and dance, dance, and dance, please, dance
Come back and dance again, Mr. Bojangles