Knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you. In worn out shoes.. Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants.. The old soft shoe.. He jumped so high, he jumps so high..
Yes boss, yes boss, yes boss, yes boss.... Police in helicopter, a search fi marijuana.. Police man in d streets, searching fi collie weed.. Soldiers in d field, burnin d collie weed..
Oh I knew a man, Bojangles and he danced for you. In worn out shoes. With silver hair and ragged shirt and baggy pants. The old soft shoe. He jumped so high, he jumped so high.
I knew a man Bojangles. Always danced with worn out shoes. The silver hair, a ragged shirt. And bare ragged paints. The old soft shoe. He jumps so high.
As the morning light stretched in across my bed, I thought of you. Remembering your laughing eyes and all we said, I love you too. As all my thoughts of you pass 'fore my face a thousand times.
Will There Be Any up in heaven. Will There Be Any I've got to know. Will There Be Any up in Heaven. Lord before I go I've got to know. . Well, we're on our last legs as you can see Lord.
The cycle of life is here to see. In all its fine simplicity. But the way we live it seems to be. Something very weird to me and I cry out. . Pettiness like lady's chatter.
I first ran into Stoney. It was a bar downtown. Was Richmond, Virginia. We were bumming around. . Suitcase to suitcase. We started him talking. Finding out about the things we've shared.
A soldier rides on a train to Tennessee. And half asleep he dreams it isn't a dream. With each flick of the wheels a new face goes by. With each face he loves he turns and sighs.
Well, yes, I guess the blues got me. Brought me pretty low this time. Down to where I'm tellin' you. Everything that's one my mind. . She kept telling me.
Round and round and everything keeps tumblin' down. Make a sideways move. Till you're standin' at the edge of town. 'Cause everything in this world's got you turned around.
Last night I fell in love again and I didn't think I could. I thought by now I was probably over that for good. With too much on my mind, too many things to do.
One, two, one, two, three, yeah. . Well, I makes money, money don't make me. And that's the way I am and it's plain to see. Get right for yourself, can't put you on the shelf.
If there's anything at all in this world you want. Better go for yourself, yeah. Learn to pick it up with your own two hands. Don't you count on somebody else, don't.
I'm Gypsy Songman, yes sir, you'd like to hear my song. Pick it for you now, play it all night long. If blues is all you see, this song is what you need.
Thank you for being beautiful in my time. That's something real to evaluate all my life. For the taste with which you choose and give your life to. You gave me in the forms of what you're into.