Текст песни Nitty Gritty Dirt Band - Mr. Bojangles
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band - Mr. Bojangles слова песни
I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you in worn out shoesWith silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoeHe jumped so high, he jumped so high, Then he lightly touched downI met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was - down and outHe looked at me to be the eyes of age as he spoke right outHe talked of life, he talked of life, he laughed, slapped his leg a stepMr. Bojangles, Mr. BojanglesMr. Bojangles, dance!He said his name, Bojangles, then he danced a lick across the cellHe grabbed his pants a better stance, oh, he jumped up high, Then he clicked his heelsHe let go a laugh, he let go a laugh, Shook back his clothes all aroundMr. Bojangles, Mr. BojanglesMr. Bojangles, dance!He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs Through out the southHe spoke with tears of 15 years how his dog and him Had traveled aboutHis dog up and died, he up and died, after 20 years he still grievesHe said I dance now at every chance in honky tonks For drink and tipsBut most of the time I spend behind these county bars `Cause I drinks a bit`He shook his head and as he shook his head I heard someone ask him `Please`Please ..........Mr. Bojangles, Mr. BojanglesMr. Bojangles, dance!Mr. Bojangles, Mr. BojanglesMr. Bojangles, dance!