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Mr Bojangles
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Mr Bojangles |
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Redstart Senior Member
since 2014-05-16
Posts 535 |
Let me go back. Go on, let me go back. For just one more night alone, to our little room with the aquarium: you, me, Nina Simone. Let old Bojangles dance one more lick. Hey, I'll buy him new shoes. Strange how happy you can be, just listening to the blues. I know, I know, there's no going back, but I never lied. like his old dog: it died. It just up and died. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
That darned old dog, showing it had no respect for Mr Bojangles, left him without a snarl or grunt . . . eh . . . he just up and died. ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
That darned old dog, showing it had no respect for Mr Bojangles, left him without a snarl or grunt . . . eh . . . he just up and died. ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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Redstart Senior Member
since 2014-05-16
Posts 535 |
He did , Jerry, didn't he. Big man hug for ya. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
enjoyed the song and this write...james |
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