About the song
“Mr. Bojangles” by Sammy Davis Jr. is a timeless classic that weaves a poignant tale of nostalgia and resilience. Released in 1972 as part of his album “Sammy Davis Jr. Now,” this song showcases Davis Jr.’s remarkable talent as a storyteller and interpreter of song.
The song “Mr. Bojangles” was written and originally recorded by American singer-songwriter Jerry Jeff Walker. It tells the story of an encounter between the narrator and an old street performer named Mr. Bojangles, who entertains passersby with his dance and tales of his life experiences. Through vivid imagery and heartfelt lyrics, the song captures the essence of Mr. Bojangles’ character and the bittersweet beauty of his story.
Sammy Davis Jr.’s rendition of “Mr. Bojangles” is widely regarded as one of the definitive interpretations of the song. His soulful voice and emotive delivery bring depth and authenticity to the narrative, allowing listeners to truly connect with the character and emotions expressed in the lyrics.
Upon its release, “Mr. Bojangles” received widespread acclaim and became one of Sammy Davis Jr.’s signature songs. It reached number 6 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart and solidified Davis Jr.’s reputation as one of the greatest entertainers of his time.
The song’s enduring popularity has led to numerous cover versions by artists from various genres, further cementing its status as a classic. Its themes of resilience, empathy, and the power of storytelling continue to resonate with audiences of all ages, making it a timeless favorite in the American songbook.
In conclusion, “Mr. Bojangles” by Sammy Davis Jr. is a masterful rendition of a classic song that continues to captivate listeners with its heartfelt storytelling and soulful delivery. Through his interpretation, Davis Jr. honors the legacy of the original song while infusing it with his own unique style and artistry, ensuring its place as a cherished piece of musical history.
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Lyrics
I knew a man, Bojangles, and he danced for you
In worn out shoes.
With silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants,
The old soft shoe.
He jumped so high, jumped so high, then he lightly touched down.
I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was
So down and out.
He looked at me to be the eyes of age,
As he spoke right out.
He talked of life, he talked of life. He laughed, clicked heels instead.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
Dance!
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
Throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and he
Traveled about.
His dog up and died, dog up and died, after twentyyears he still grieved.
He said, I dance now at every chance in honky tonks
For drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head and as he shook his head I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
Dance!