Jerry Jeff Walker - Mr bojangles

I kn^Gew a man Bojan^Bmgles and he'd ^Emdance for you^C In worn out ^D7shoes ^GSilver hair and ^Bmragged shirt and ^Embaggy pants^C He did the old soft ^Dshoe^C He jumped so ^B7high he jumped so ^Emhigh^A7 Then he'd lightly touch ^Ddow^D7n

I ^Gmet him in a ^Bmcell in ^EmNew Orleans^C I was down and ^Dout He ^Glooked to me to ^Bmbe the ^Emeyes of age^C As he spoke right ^Dout ^C He talked of ^B7life he talked of ^Emlife^A7 He laughed slapped his leg a ^Dste^D7p

He ^Gsaid the name Bo^Bmjangles and he ^Emdanced a lick,^C across the ^D7cell He ^Ggrabbed his pants a ^Bmbetter stance then he ^Emjumped so high^C He clicked his ^D7heels He ^Clet go a ^D7laugh oh he let go a ^Emlaugh^A7 Shook back his clothes all a^Droun^D7d ^Em

Mr. Bo^Djangles^Em Mr. Bo^Djangles^Em Mr. Bo^Djangles ^GDanc^Bme ^{Em D}

He ^Gdanced for those at ^Bmminstrel shows and ^Emcounty fairs,^C throughout the ^D7South He ^Gspoke with tears of ^Bmfifteen years how his ^Emdog and him,^C traveled a^D7bout^C His dog up and ^B7died he up and ^Emdied^A7 After twenty years he still ^Dgrieve^D7s

He ^Gsaid I dance now at ^Bmevery chance in ^Emhonky tonks,^C for drinks and ^D7tips But ^Gmost o' the time I ^Bmspend behind these ^Emcounty bars^C Hell I drinks a ^Dbit He ^Cshook his ^B7head and as he shook his ^Emhead^A7 I heard someone ask him ^D7please^Em

Mr. Bo^Djangles^Em Mr. Bo^Djangles^Em Mr. Bo^Djangles ^GDanc^Bme ^{Em D G}