Medley: Mr. Bojangles / A Visit With an Old Friend

Hey, Joe
Let me have another cup of that stuff you call coffee
Can you believe this rain?
You know, the last time I was in Louisiana
The weather was just like this
Course, that was back when I was spending
Most of my days on freight trains
And most of my nights in jail

Say, you ever meet somebody
Soon as you see 'em
You know they're gonna
Touch your life?

Well, I met an old man back then
And I'll never forget him

It was in the county jail
Down in New Orleans
And I was down and out
He said his name was Bojangles
And he danced a livin'
And he whirled about
And he let go a laugh
Haha
He let go a laugh
And then he shook back his clothes
All around
He said he was in a dancin' mood
And he did another step or two
In worn out shoes
He had silver hair
A ragged shirt
And baggy pants
But he could do that old soft shoe
And he could jump so high
He'd jump so high
And then he'd just lightly touch down
Oh, Mr. Bojangles
He sure could dance

He danced for those in minstrel shows and county fairs
Throughout the south
And he spoke in tears of fifteen years
How his dog and him
Traveled about
Then his dog up and died
Just up and died
And after twenty years
He still grieves

Now I dance every chance I can
Down to the honkytonk
You know, maybe for drinks and tips
But most of my time I spend right here 'hind these county bars
Y'see, I drinks a bit
But there was a time
Was there a time!
New suits and dancin' shoes
One day we'd be here
Next day we may be anywhere!
Me'n little Spotty
We seen it all
I wonder why it is
A dog don't get to live too long
But he still has to die if old
I reckon it's just as well, 'cause
I wouldn't want little Spotty
To see me like I am now anyway
But you know somethin', mister?
I sure do miss that old dog

He shook his head
And as he shook his head
I heard someone say, "please"

Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Mr. Bojangles
Danced

Mister?
Mister?
You asleep, mister?

No.
No, I was just visitin' with an old friend