Mr. Bojangles
Notes: In 3. Bass Run: 3/6 0/5 2/5
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| C Em Am C/G |
I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was |
| F ‑ G Run |
Down and out |
| C Em Am C/G |
He looked to me to be the eyes of age |
| F ‑ G ‑ |
as he spoke right out |
| Am ‑ Em E Am ‑ |
He talked of life, (he) talked of life, |
| D ‑ G G/A G/B G |
He laughed and slapped his leg a step |
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| C Em Am C/G |
He said his name, Bojangles, then he danced a lick |
| F ‑ G Run |
Across the cell |
| C Em Am C/G |
He grabbed his pants, a better stance, oh he jumped up high |
| F ‑ G ‑ |
And clicked his heels |
| Am ‑ Em E Am ‑ |
He let go a laugh, (yes he) let go a laugh, |
| D ‑ G G/A G/B Run |
Shook back his clothes all around |
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Repeat Chorus |
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| C Em Am C/G |
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs |
| F ‑ G Run |
Throughout the south |
| C Em Am C/G |
He spoke with tears of 15 years, how his dog and he |
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Traveled about |
| Am ‑ Em E Am ‑ |
His dog up and died, (yes he) up and died, |
| D ‑ G G/A G/B G |
After 20 years he still grieves |
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| C Em Am C/G |
He said "I dance now at every chance in honky tonks |
| F ‑ G Run |
For drinks and tips |
| C Em Am C/G |
But most (of) the time I spend behind these county bars |
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Cuz I drinks a bit" |
| Am ‑ Em E Am ‑ |
He shook his head, and as he shook his head |
| D ‑ G G/A G/B Run |
I heard someone ask "Please, please!" |
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Repeat Chorus |