Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Bojangles

(Jerry Walker)

I met a man Bojangles and he for you in worn out shoes
He had hair and ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe
He jumped so high, he jumped so high then he'd lightly down

I met the man in New Orleans, I was down and out
He to me to be the eyes of sage as he spoke right out
He talked of life, yes, he talked of life, laughed, clicked his in step.

He said the name's Bojangles then he danced a lick across the
He grabbed his pants in stance and jumped so high and he clicked his heels
He let go a ha ha he let go a laugh shook back his clothes all around.

Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles on dance/

He worked for those at country shows and county throughout the south
He spoke with tears of fifteen years his dog and him traveled about
His dog up and died I know just up and died after twenty years
He grieves.

He said now I at every chance in them honky tonks for drinks and tips
But most the time I spend behind the county bars I drink so bit
He shook his head and as he his head I heard someone ask please.

Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. come on dance...