Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Bojangles

(Jerry Walker)

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

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

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

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

He worked for those at shows and county fairs throughout the south
He spoke tears of fifteen years when his dog and him traveled about
His dog up and died I don't just up and died after twenty years
He grieves.

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

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