Mr. Bojangles Video (MV)

I knew a man, Bojangles and he'd dance for you
In worn out shoes
With silver hair and ragged shirt and baggy pants
He did the old soft shoe
He jumped so high, Lord he jumped so high
And then he lightly touched down
I met him in a cell in New Orleans I was
We was both down and out
He looked to me to be the eyes of age
As he spoke right out
He talked of life, but what he said about life
Then laughed, clicked his heels and stepped
Mr. Bojangles. Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles, Dance
He said his name "Bojangles" and he danced a lick
Across the cell
He teased his pants and spread his stance
Lord he jumped so high
And that old men clicked his heels
He let go a laugh, let go a laugh
The he put his clothes back all around
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
Everywhere across the south
He spoke through tears of 15 years how his dog and him
They traveled about
Then the dog up and died, Lord he up and died
And after 20 years he still grieves
Mr. Bojangles. Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles, won't you dance
He said I dance now at every chance in bars and honky tonks
For just my drinks and tips
But most the time I spend behind these county bars
'Cause you see I drink some bit
He shoot his head, and as he shoot his head
I heard someone ask him please
Mr. Bojangles. Mr. Bojangles
Please Mr. Bojangles, won't you dance