Mr bojangles — Bob Dylan

I knew a man Bojangles And he'd dance for you In worn out shoes

The silver hair, a ragged shirt And baggy pants The old soft shoe

He'd jump so high, jump so high Then he'd lightly touch down

Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance

The rest of the song follows the same pattern. The lyrics I am posting are the original J.J. Walker lyrics, Dylan made a slight change here and there.

I met him in a cell in New Orleans I was down and out

He looked to (Dylan: at) me to be the eyes of age As he spoke right out

He talked of life, he talked of life Then he laughed - slepped his leg a step

He said the name Bojangles then he danced a lick 'Cross the cell

He grabbed his pants,(Dylan: for) a better stance Oh (Dylan: then) he jumped so high He clicked his heels

He let go laugh, let go laugh Shook back his cloth all around

Mr. Bojangles (3x) Dance

He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs Throughout the south

Spoke with tears of 15 years How his dog 'n him travelled about

His dog up and died, his dog up and died After 20 years he still grieves

He said I dance now at every chance in honky tonks For drinks and tips

But most the time I spend behind these county bars 'Cause (Dylan: For) I drinks a bit

He shook his head, and he shook his head I heard someone ask "Please"

Mr. Bojangles (3x) Dance Dance