| F | Dm | |
| I kn | ew a man Bojangles and he d | anced for you |
| Bb | C7 | |
| In w | orn out sh | oes |
| F | Dm | |
| S | ilver hair, a ragged shirt and b | aggy pants |
| Bb | C7 |
| The old soft sh | oe |
| Bb | Am | A | Dm |
| He jumped so h | igh. | He jumped so h | igh |
| G7 | C7 |
| Then he'd lightly touched d | own |
| F | Dm | |
| I m | et him in a cell in New Orl | eans I was |
| Bb | C7 |
| Down and | out |
| F | Dm | |
| He l | ooked to me to be the very | eyes of age |
| Bb | C7 |
| As he spoke right | out |
| Bb | Am | A | Dm |
| He talked of l | ife. | He talked of l | ife |
| G7 | C7 |
| He lightly clicked his heels inst | ead |
| F | Dm | |
| He s | aid the name Bojangles and he d | anced a lick |
| Bb | C7 |
| Across the c | ell |
| F | Dm | |
| He gr | abbed his pants and spread his stance, he j | umped so high |
| Bb | C7 |
| He clicked his h | eels |
| Bb | Am | A | Dm |
| He let go a l | augh. | He let go a l | augh |
| G7 | C7 |
| Shook back his clothes all ar | ound |
| Dm | C | Dm | C |
| Mr Boj | angles, | Mr Boj | angles |
| Dm | C | F | Dm | Bb | C7 |
| Mr Boj | angles, d | ance |
| F | Dm | |
| He d | anced for those at minstrel shows and c | ounty fairs |
| Bb | C7 |
| Throughout the s | outh |
| F | Dm | |
| He sp | oke in tears of fifteen years, how his d | og and him |
| Bb | C7 |
| They travelled ab | out |
| Bb | Am | A | Dm |
| His dog up and d | ied. | He up and d | ied |
| G7 | C7 |
| After twenty years he still gr | ieves |
| F | Dm | |
| He s | aid, "I dance now at every chance and h | onky tonks |
| Bb | C7 |
| "For drinks and t | ips |
| F | Dm | |
| "But m | ost the time I spend behind these c | ounty bars |
| Bb | C7 |
| Cause I drinks a b | it" |
| Bb | Am | A | Dm |
| He shook his h | ead and | as he shook his h | ead |
| G7 | C7 |
| I heard someone ask pl | ease |
| Dm | C | Dm | C |
| Mr Boj | angles, | Mr Boj | angles |
| Dm | C | F |
| Mr Boj | angles, d | ance |
