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Mr. Bojangles

Harry Nilsson2009年10月6日



Mr. Bojangles - Harry Nilsson (哈利·尼爾森)

I knew a man


And he'd dance for you


In worn out shoes


With silver hair

A ragged shirt

And baggy pants


The old soft shoe


Jump so high

Jump so high


Then he'd lightly touch down


I met him in a cell

In New Orleans

I was down and out


He looked to me to be the very eyes of age


As he spoke right out


Talked of life


Talked of life


Laughed slapped his leg and stepped


He said the name Bojangles

And he danced a lick


Across the cell


Grabbed his pants

A better stance

And wow he jumped up high


Clicked his heels


He let go a laugh


Let go a laugh


Shook back his clothes all around


Mr Bojangles


Mr Bojangles


Mr Bojangles




He danced with those at minstrel

Shows & county fairs


Throughout The South


He spoke with tears

Of fifteen years

Of how his dog and him


Had traveled about


His dog up and died


He up and died


After twenty years he still greives


He said I dance

Now and every chance at



For drinks and tips


But most of time

I spend behind these country bars


Cause I drinks a bit


He shook his head


And as he shook his head


I heard someone ask please


Mr Bojangles


Mr Bojangles


Mr Bojangles