[{"id":10967491,"name":"Mr Bojangles","trackName":"Mr Bojangles","artistName":"Sammy Davis Jr.","albumName":"Sammy Davis Jr. Diary","duration":344.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I knew a man, Bojangles, and\nHe'd dance for you\nIn worn out shoes, with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants\nHe would do 'The old soft shoe'\nHe could jump so high\nJump so high\nAnd then he'd lightly, touch down\n\nI met him in a cell in New Orleans I was\nWhile I was down and out\nHe looked to me to be the very eyes of age\nAs he spoke right out\nTalked of life, mmm\nLord he talked of life, whaha\n\nLaughed, slapped his leg and stepped\nHe said his name was \"Bojangles\"\nAnd he danced a lick right across the cell\nHe grabbed his pants, took a better stance, jumped up high\nThat's when he clicked his heels\n\nThen he let go a laugh\nLord he let go a laugh, shook back his clothes all aroud\nThat was Mr. Bojangles\nMr. Bojangles\nMr. Bojangles\n\nLord, he could dance\nHe 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would do 'The old soft shoe'\n[00:39.31] He could jump so high\n[00:43.22] Jump so high\n[00:47.03] And then he'd lightly, touch down\n[00:53.11] \n[00:55.29] I met him in a cell in New Orleans I was\n[01:03.98] While I was down and out\n[01:07.57] He looked to me to be the very eyes of age\n[01:15.65] As he spoke right out\n[01:20.50] \n[01:22.80] Talked of life, mmm\n[01:27.23] Lord he talked of life, whaha\n[01:30.54] Laughed, slapped his leg and stepped\n[01:35.45] \n[01:37.96] He said his name was \"Bojangles\"\n[01:41.09] And he danced a lick right across the cell\n[01:50.18] He grabbed his pants, took a better stance, jumped up high\n[01:57.30] That's when he clicked his heels\n[02:05.19] Then he let go a laugh\n[02:09.16] Lord he let go a laugh, shook back his clothes all aroud\n[02:19.56] \n[02:22.24] That was Mr. Bojangles\n[02:29.00] Mr. Bojangles\n[02:32.53] \n[02:35.19] Mr. Bojangles\n[02:40.33] Lord, he could dance\n[02:47.10] He told me of the times he worked in Minstrel 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hair\n A ragged shirt and baggy pants\n He would do the old Soft Shoe\n\n He could jump so high\n Jump so high\n And then he'd lightly touch down\n\n I met him in a cell\n In New Orleans I was\n Well, I was down and out\n He looked to me to be the very eyes of age\n As he spoke right out\n\n He talked of life\n Lord, he talked of life\n He laugh-slapped his leg in step\n\n He said the name was \"Bojangles\"\n And then he danced a lick\n Right across the cell\n He grabbed his pants took a better stance\n Jumped up high\n That's when he clicked his heels\n\n Then he let go a laugh\n Lord, he let go a laugh\n Shook back his clothes all around\n\n That was Mr. Bojangles\n Mr. Bojangles\n Mr. Bojangles\n Lord, he could dance\n\n He told me of the times he'd worked\n For Minstrel Shows\n Traveling throughout the South\n He spoke with tears of 15 years\n How his dog and he\n They just traveled about\n\n But his dog up and died\n Dog up and died\n And after 20 years he still grieves\n\n He 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And after twenty years he still grieved\n[03:27.44] \n[03:30.80] He said \"I dance now and every chance a Honky-Tonk, for my drinks and tips\"\n[03:38.91] \"For my drinks and tips\"\n[03:42.29] But most of the time I spend behind these county bars\n[03:49.91] \"You see son, I drinks a bit\"\n[03:54.43] \n[03:56.62] Then he his head\n[03:59.70] Lord, when he shis head\n[04:04.53] I could swear I heard someone say: \"Please\"\n[04:14.35] Mr. Bojangles\n[04:20.40] A Mr. Bojangles\n[04:23.99] \n[04:26.62] Mr. Bojangles, \"Come back and dance\"\n[04:32.92] Dance\n[04:34.45] Dance\n[04:35.33] Please, dance\n[04:39.49] \n[04:41.76] Come on and dance now\n[04:52.10] A Mr. Bojangles\n[04:54.19] Mr. Bojangles\n[04:54.35] Mr. Bojangles, dance\n[05:03.08] Why can't you come back and dance?\n[05:08.99] Please, Bojangles\n[05:14.45] Hmmmm, dance\n[05:18.74] Again Bojangles\n[05:20.35] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Mr. Bojangles (2016 Remaster)\n artist: Sammy Davis Jr.\n album: 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