***I've played this song around the campfire as a counselor, and have broken it down into a very simple structure so I can teach those around me that are just beginning, as well as making it easy on me by the end of the week! haha. I've picked it up in 3/4 time with a down-up-up pattern. My mom (a former guitar teacher) plays it as down-down-up-down-up, which sounds a little fuller and is a little bit faster. Any suggestions or comments, feel free to leave a note!*** Optional Intro: C Em Am F G C C (x32010@1) Em (022000@1) AmI (x02210@1)knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you F (133211@1) GIn (320003@1)worn out shoes C (x32010@1) Em (022000@1) AmWith (x02210@1)silver hair a ragged shirt and baggy pants F (133211@1) GThe (320003@1)old soft shoe F (133211@1) Em (022000@1) AmHe (x02210@1)jumped so high, jumped so high Dm (xx0231@1) GThen (320003@1)he'd lightly touch down. (CHORUS) Am (x02210@1) G (320003@1) Am (x02210@1) G (320003@1) Am (x02210@1) G (320003@1) C (x32010@1) FC Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles Mr. Bojangles dance (repeat pattern for rest of song) I met him in a cell in New Orleans I was down and out He looked to me to be the eyes of age as he spoke right out He talked of life, talked of life, he laughed, slapped his leg a step He said his name Bojangles then he danced a licked across the cell He grabbed his pants, a better stance, oh he jumped so high, and he clicked his heels He let go a laugh, let go a laugh, shook back his clothes all around (CHORUS) He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs, throughout the south. He spoke with tears of 15 years how his dog and him traveled about His dog up and died, up and died, after 20 years he still 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 cause I drinks a bit He shook his head, and as he shook his head I heard someone ask him please (CHORUS) Written by Jessica D. whimsical.photographer@gmail.com