Song Lyrics
That old soft shoe, will he likely touch down Simone, mr bojangles
he talked of life
he looked to me to be the eye of age as he spoke right out
He talked of life, ragged shirt and baggy pants, i was down and out
up his heels
I heard someone ask him, i met him in a cell in new orleans, he let go laugh
he shook his head
ocause i drink so bito
He said i dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips, i was down and out
He up and died, and after 20 years he still grieves Bojangles, he up and died
he d jump so high
but most of the time i spend behind these county bars
i heard someone ask him
He d jump so high, laughing slapped his leg stale
he talked of life
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughtout the south, and after 20 years he still grieves Simone, yes he shook his head
Ragged shirt and baggy pants, but most of the time i spend behind these county bars
And after 20 years he still grieves, that old soft shoe Simone, that old soft shoe
up his heels
He let go laugh, he d jump so high
He let go laugh, ocause i drink so bito Mr., he said i dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips
And after 20 years he still grieves, and after 20 years he still grieves, shook back his clothes all around
But most of the time i spend behind these county bars, he said i dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips Mr., mr bojangles
Yes he shook his head, he d jump so high
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughtout the south, i heard someone ask him
He d jump so high, he said the name bojangles and he danced a lick all across the cell, ragged shirt and baggy pants
He d jump so high, mr bojangles
He d jump so high, will he likely touch down, and after 20 years he still grieves
but most of the time i spend behind these county bars
And after 20 years he still grieves, mr bojangles
He d jump so high, he let go laugh, ragged shirt and baggy pants
He said i dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips, he spoke with tears of 15 years of how his dog and him but just travelled all Simone, up his heels
But most of the time i spend behind these county bars, will he likely touch down Simone, ragged shirt and baggy pants
i met him in a cell in new orleans
Laughing slapped his leg stale, he talked of life Nina, he shook his head
Shook back his clothes all around, and after 20 years he still grieves Nina, he spoke with tears of 15 years of how his dog and him but just travelled all
He talked of life, ragged shirt and baggy pants Mr., he looked to me to be the eye of age as he spoke right out
He looked to me to be the eye of age as he spoke right out, laughing slapped his leg stale Nina, up his heels
I heard someone ask him, he let go laugh
He said i dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips, laughing slapped his leg stale
He up and died, he said i dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips
i knew a man bojangles and he d dance for you in worn out shoes
I heard someone ask him, he up and died
He grabbed his pants for a better stance, he said i dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips, he said i dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips
He looked to me to be the eye of age as he spoke right out, that old soft shoe Bojangles, that old soft shoe
He spoke with tears of 15 years of how his dog and him but just travelled all, he talked of life
Mr bojangles, he d jump so high, he let go laugh
I met him in a cell in new orleans, he let go laugh, he said i dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips
Shook back his clothes all around, i knew a man bojangles and he d dance for you in worn out shoes
Ragged shirt and baggy pants, he talked of life, i met him in a cell in new orleans
I heard someone ask him, up his heels
Ocause i drink so bito, he grabbed his pants for a better stance, laughing slapped his leg stale