Medley: mr. bojangles/ a visit with a old friend

Hey Chuck, let me have another cup of that stuff you call coffee

You believe this rain?

You know that last time I was in Louisiana the weather was just like this

Was 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, as 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 a county jail down in New Orleans

I was down and out

He said his name was Bojangles, and he danced a lick

And he whirled about

And he let go a laugh, he let go a laugh

And then he shook back his clothes all around

He said he was in a dancing mood, and he did another step or two

In worn out shoes

He had silver hair, a ragged shirt, and baggy pants

And he could do that old soft shoe

And he could jump so high, he jumped so high

And then he'd just lightly touch down

Aw! Mr. Bojangles

He sure could dance

He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs

Throughout the south

And he spoke in tears of how 15 years, his dog and him

Traveled about

And his dog up and died, just up and died

And after 20 years, he still grieves

Every now I dance every chance I can, down to the honky-tonk

You know, maybe for drinks or tips

But most of my time I spend right here 'hind these county bars

Eh, you see I drink a bit

But there was a time, was there a time

New suits and dancing shoes, one day we'd be here, next day we may be anywhere

Me and little Spotty, we've seen it all

I wonder why it is that a dog don't get to live too long

But he still has to die old

I reckon just as well, 'cause

I wouldn't want little Spotty to see me like I am now anyway

But you know something, mister?

I sure do miss that old dog

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

Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles

Dance

Mister? Mister! You're asleep mister?

No, no, I was just visiting with an old friend