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.