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Mr Bojangles - Bob Dylan
I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you
In worn out shoes
Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants,
That old soft shoe
He'd jump so high, he'd jump high,so
Will he likely touch down ?
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.
I met him in a cell in New Orleans,
I was down and out
He looked to me to be the eye of age
As he spoke right out
He talked of life,
He talked of life, laughing slapped his leg stale
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.
He said the name Bojangles and he danced a lick
All across the cell
He grabbed his pants for a better stance,
Oh he jumped so high and he clicked
Up his heels
He let go laugh, he let go laugh,
Shook back his clothes all around
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance, yeah, dance.
He danced for those at minstrel shows
And county fairs throughtout the south
He spoke with tears of 15 years of how his dog and him
But just travelled all about
Hid dog up and died, he up and died,
And after 20 years he still grieves
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.
He said I dance now at every chance at honky-tonks
For drinks and tips
But most of the time I spend behind these county bars,
Cause I drink so bit
He shook his head, yes he shook his head,
I heard someone ask him, please,

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[00:01.72]Mr Bojangles - Bob Dylan
[00:09.47]I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you
[00:15.08]In worn out shoes
[00:19.29]Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants,
[00:25.36]That old soft shoe
[00:29.88]He'd jump so high, he'd jump high,so 
[00:37.26]Will he likely touch down ?
[00:43.06]
[00:43.72]Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.
[00:58.60]I met him in a cell in New Orleans,
[01:11.19]I was down and out
[01:15.21]He looked to me to be the eye of age
[01:21.41]As he spoke right out
[01:26.42]He talked of life,
[01:31.90]He talked of life, laughing slapped his leg stale
[01:39.03]Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.
[01:55.08]He said the name Bojangles and he danced a lick
[02:08.40]All across the cell
[02:12.58]He grabbed his pants for a better stance,
[02:17.76]Oh he jumped so high and he clicked
[02:22.18]Up his heels
[02:22.90]He let go laugh, he let go laugh,
[02:31.56]Shook back his clothes all around
[02:36.25]Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance, yeah, dance.
[02:56.58]He danced for those at minstrel shows
[03:04.16]And county fairs throughtout the south
[03:09.47]He spoke with tears of 15 years of how his dog and him
[03:16.72]But just travelled all about
[03:19.51]Hid dog up and died, he up and died,
[03:27.15]And after 20 years he still grieves
[03:33.32]Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.
[03:48.77]He said I dance now at every chance at honky-tonks
[04:02.06]For drinks and tips
[04:06.06]But most of the time I spend behind these county bars,
[04:12.10]Cause I drink so bit
[04:16.10]He shook his head, yes he shook his head,
[04:24.63]I heard someone ask him, please,