Jerry Jeff Walker - Mr bojangles

I kn^Few a man Bojan^Amgles and he'd ^Amdance for you^F In worn out ^G7shoes ^FSilver hair and ^Amragged shirt and ^Ambaggy pants^F He did the old soft ^Gshoe^F He jumped so ^E7high he jumped so ^Amhigh^D7 Then he'd lightly touch ^Gdow^G7n

I ^Fmet him in a ^Amcell in ^AmNew Orleans^F I was down and ^Gout He ^Flooked to me to ^Ambe the ^Ameyes of age^F As he spoke right ^Gout ^F He talked of ^E7life he talked of ^Amlife^D7 He laughed slapped his leg a ^Gste^G7p

He ^Fsaid the name Bo^Amjangles and he ^Amdanced a lick,^F across the ^G7cell He ^Fgrabbed his pants a ^Ambetter stance then he ^Amjumped so high^F He clicked his ^G7heels He ^Flet go a ^G7laugh oh he let go a ^Amlaugh^D7 Shook back his clothes all a^Groun^G7d ^Am

Mr. Bo^Gjangles^Am Mr. Bo^Gjangles^Am Mr. Bo^Gjangles ^FDanc^Ame ^{Am G}

He ^Fdanced for those at ^Amminstrel shows and ^Amcounty fairs,^F throughout the ^G7South He ^Fspoke with tears of ^Amfifteen years how his ^Amdog and him,^F traveled a^G7bout^F His dog up and ^E7died he up and ^Amdied^D7 After twenty years he still ^Ggrieve^G7s

He ^Fsaid I dance now at ^Amevery chance in ^Amhonky tonks,^F for drinks and ^G7tips But ^Fmost o' the time I ^Amspend behind these ^Amcounty bars^F Hell I drinks a ^Gbit He ^Fshook his ^E7head and as he shook his ^Amhead^D7 I heard someone ask him ^G7please^Am

Mr. Bo^Gjangles^Am Mr. Bo^Gjangles^Am Mr. Bo^Gjangles

^FDanc^Ame ^{Am G F} Set8