Mr Bojangles
The news came down this past Sunday morning
The preacher said the kind soul passed away in a dance hall stool
Next to his shoes was a picture of his dog, and
A few worn out wooden nickles
Brushed with life at every carnival and side show, and
That he still missed his dog after so many years
The minstrel show will never be the same again
So let’s celebrate Mr. Bojangles every time we dance.
1941, 2309
Anyone seen the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Wonder if they know that Mr. Bojangles performed his last danceThe news came down this past Sunday morning
The preacher said the kind soul passed away in a dance hall stool
He had left a note in an old worn out pair of shoes
It didn’t say much for a man that experienced all of lifeNext to his shoes was a picture of his dog, and
A few worn out wooden nickles
It said that he had travelled much of the south
Performed for people at every bar and unlit street cornerBrushed with life at every carnival and side show, and
That he still missed his dog after so many years
The old soft shoe used to jump so high
I guess that’s what happens when you liberate a man from his chainsThe minstrel show will never be the same again
So let’s celebrate Mr. Bojangles every time we dance.
Thank you,
Joseph Pede
Joseph Pede
Listen to the song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8RvCEYhSG6U1941, 2309
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