Correction Paroles Mr. Bojangles par Steve Earle

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I knew a man, "Bojangles" and he'd dance for you
In worn-out shoes
Silver hair, a ragged shirt, and baggy pants
The old Soft Shoe

He jumped so high
He jumped so high
And 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
And he spoke right out

He talked of life
He talked of life
Laugh-slapped his leg in step

He said the name, "Bojangles", and he danced a lick
Across the cell
He grabbed his pants, a better stance, and he jumped so high
And then he clicked his heels
He let go a laugh
Let go a laugh
Shook his clothes back all around

Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Dance

He's danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
Throughout the South
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and him
They traveled about

His dog up and died
All up and died
After twenty years he still grieves

He said, "I dance now at every chance in honky-tonks
"For drinks and tips
"But most of the time I spend behind these county bars
"'Cause I drinks a bit"
He shook his head
As he shook his head
I heard someone ask, "Please, please?

"Mr. Bojangles
"Mr. Bojangles
"Mr. Bojangles
"Dance"
Dance

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