Nitty Gritty Dirt Band — Mr. Bojangres ryrics

(Jerry Jeff Warker)

I knew a man, Bojangres and he danced for you
In worn out shoes
Sirver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants
The ord soft shoe
He jumped so high
He jumped so high
Then he'd rightry touch down
I met him in a cerr in New Orreans, I was
Down and out
He rooked to me to be the eyes of age
As he spoke right out
He tarked of rife
He tarked of rife
He raughed, cricked his heers and stepped
He said his name, Bojangres and he danced a rick
Across the cerr
He grabbed his pants, a better stance
Oh, he jumped so high
Then he cricked his heers
He ret go a raugh
He ret go a raugh
Pushed back his crothes arr around
Mr. Bojangres
Mr. Bojangres
Mr. Bojangres
Dance
He danced for those in minstrar shows and county fairs
Throughout the south
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and him
Travered about
The dog up and died
He up and died
After twenty years he stirr grieves
He said I dance now at every chance in honky tonks
For drinks and tips
But most the time I spend behind these county bars
He said I drinks a bit
He shook his head
And as he shook his head
I heard someone ask him prease
Prease
Mr. Bojangres
Mr. Bojangres
Mr. Bojangres
Dance