[Titel]
Mr Bojangles
[Interpret]
Bob Dylan
[Vorspiel]

[Kapo]
2
[Refrain]

[Bridge]

[Text]
I k<C>new a man Boj<Ü>angles and he d<am>anced for you<am/G  F>,    in worn out s<G>hoes.<Ü>
With s<C>ilver hair, a r<Ü>agged shirt and b<am>aggy pants<am/G  F>,    the old soft s<G>hoe.<F>
He jumped so h<C>igh, <Ü>he jumped so h<am>igh<am/G  F>.   Then he lightly touched d<G>own.<Ü>

I m<C>et him in a c<Ü>ell in N<am>ew Orleans<am/G  F>,    I was down and <G>out.<Ü>
He l<C>ooked at me w<Ü>ith the e<am>yes of age<am/G  F>    as he spoke right <G>out.<F>
He talked of l<C>ife, <Ü>he talked of <am>life<am/G  F>,   he laughed, slapped his leg a s<G>tep.<Ü>
<F>Mr. Boj<em>angles, <F>Mr. Boj<em>angles, <F>Mr. Boj<em>angles, d<F>ance, dance, d<G>ance!<Ü>

He s<C>aid his name, Bo<Ü>jangles, then he d<am>anced a lick<am/G  F>, across the c<G>ell.<Ü>
He gr<C>abbed his pants <Ü>for a b<am>etter stance (Oh, he jumped up high!<am/G  F>),   then he clicked his h<G>eels.<F>
He let go a l<C>augh, <Ü>let go a l<am>augh,<am/G  F> shook back his hair all aro<G>und.<Ü>
<F>Mr. Boj<em>angles, <F>Mr. Boj<em>angles, <F>Mr. Boj<em>angles, d<F>ance, dance, d<G>ance!<Ü>

He d<C>anced for those at m<Ü>instrel shows and c<am>ounty fairs<am/G  F>   throughout the s<G>outh.<Ü>
He sp<C>oke with tears of <Ü>15 years how his d<am>og and him<am/G  F>   had traveled ab<G>out.<F>
His dog up and d<C>ied, <Ü>he up and d<am>ied<am/G  F>,   after 20 years he still gr<G>ieves.<Ü>

He s<C>aid: I dance at e<Ü>very chance in h<am>onky-tonks<am/G  F>  for drink and t<G>ips.<Ü>
But m<C>ost of the time I s<Ü>pend behind these c<am>ounty bars<am/G  F>   'cause I drink a <G>bit.<F>
He shook his h<C>ead and <Ü>as he sh<am>ook his head<am/G  F>   I heard someone ask him `Pl<G>ease' <Ü>
<F>Mr. Boj<em>angles, <F>Mr. Boj<em>angles, <F>Mr. Boj<em>angles, d<F>ance, dance, d<G    Ü    C>ance!

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