Lyrics:
I would love to tour the Southland
In a traveling minstrel show
Yes I'd love to tour the Southland
In a traveling minstrel show
Yes I'm dying
My grandpa was a minstrel man
A minstrel man was he
And to tell the truth I guess
I've got some minstrel blood in me.
You can have all the harps in
Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Who's gonna let it roll?
Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Who's gonna let it down easy
Last Farewell
Performer：The New Christy Minstrels
Composer ：Randy Sparks
Lyricist ：Randy Sparks
Arranger ：Anthony Au
I’m goin’ away at eventide
The minstrel of the dawn is here
To make you laugh and bend your ear
Up the steps you?ll hear him climb
All full of thoughts, all full of rhymes
it what you want to
But it's still a minstrel show
You can call it what you want to
But it's still Jim Crow
Jim's probably laying in this morning
Who designed the snowflake
Who made the planet spin
Who came up with new born babies skin
Who created seasons
The cycle of rebirth
Who
jumps so high
Then he'd lightly touch down
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles dance
I met him in a cell, in New Orleans it was
Down and out
a large type artist ranch
This is where see Wilson wrote Ritual in the Dark
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
Spare a thought for the sleeping promo
he'd jump so high, will he likely touch down ?
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.
I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was down and out
He looked
Words a simple song
A minstrel sings
A way of life in his eyes
Hear the morning call of waking birds
When they are singing, bringing
Love -
Talk about the music of the Sirens
And the pipes of Pan
Talk about the music of the minstrel
And Pied Piper man
Well, sir, their day is through now
high, jumped so high
Then he'd lightly touch down
I met him in a cell in New Orleans,
He was down and out
He looked to me to be the eyes of age
so high
He jumped so high
Then he'd lightly touch down
I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was
Down and out
He looked to me to be
high, he jumped so high
And then he'd lightly touch down
I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was
Down and out
He looked to me to be the eyes
The minstrel in the gallery
Looked down upon the smiling faces
He met the gazes observed the spaces
In between the old men's cackle
And he
Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Who's gonna let it roll?
Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Who's gonna let it down easy
Who’s gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Who’s gonna let it down, roll?
Who’s gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?
Who’s gonna let it down easy
so high, he jumped so high
Then he'd lightly touch down
Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles dance
I met him in a cell in New
I am a travelin' minstrel man I'll do my best to make you happy if I can
I'll sing my song and move along cause I'm a travelin' minstrel man
My
high before
The minstrel tunes his pleasure songs
The sounds proclaiming the new age
It's time the news was free for all to hear
Have you seen
high
He jumped so high
Then he'd lightly touched down
Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
Dance
I met him in a cell in New Orleans I
high
He jumped so high
Then he'd lightly touched down
Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
Dance
I met him in a cell in New Orleans I
high, jumped so high
Then he lightly touched down
I met him in a cell in New Orleans
I was down and out
He looked at me to be the eyes of age
As he
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