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terça-feira, 27 de março de 2012

Mr Bojangles - Sammy Davis Jr

Mr Bojangles Sammy Davis Jr



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NvYmL5KsvYA&feature=share


I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you In worn out shoes Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants The old soft shoe 
He jumped so high He jumped so high Then he'd lightly touched down 
Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles come back to Dance 
I met him in a cell in New OrleansI was down and out He looked to me to be the eyes of age As he spoke right out 
He talked of life He talked of life He lightly slapped his leg instead 
He said the name Bojangles and he danced a lick Across the cell He grabbed his pants for a better stance He jumped so high He clicked his heels 
He let go a laugh He let go a laugh Shook back his clothes all around 
Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles come back and dance, Dance 
We danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
Throughout the south We spoke in tears of fifteen years How his dog and him They travelled about 
His dog up and died He up and died After twenty years he still grieves 
They said I dance now at every chance and 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 please 
Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles come back and, dance Dance 
Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles

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quinta-feira, 22 de março de 2012

Mr Bojangles - Sammy Davis Jr

Mr Bojangles Sammy Davis Jr 



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NvYmL5KsvYA&feature=share 



Mr. Bojangles Sammy Davis Jr.
I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you 
In worn out shoes 
Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants 
The old soft shoe 

He jumped so high
He jumped so high
Then he'd lightly touched down

Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
come back to Dance

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
He talked of life
He lightly slapped his leg instead

He said the name Bojangles and he danced a lick
Across the cell
He grabbed his pants for a better stance
He jumped so high
He clicked his heels

He let go a laugh
He let go a laugh
Shook back his clothes all around

Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
come back and dance, Dance

We danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs

Throughout the south
We spoke in tears of fifteen years
How his dog and him
They travelled about

His dog up and died
He up and died
After twenty years he still grieves

They said I dance now at every chance and 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 please

Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
come back and, dance Dance

Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
Sr. Bojangles Sammy Davis Jr. Revisar tradução Cancelar Salvar
Conheci um homem chamado Bojangles e ele dançou para você
Com sapatos gastos
Cabelos grisalhos, camisa rasgada, e calças largas
O velho sapato macio

Ele pulava tão alto
Ele pulava tão alto
E então delicadamente ele tocava o chão

Sr. Bojangles
Sr. Bojangles
Sr. Bojangles
Volte a dançar

Eu o conheci em uma cela em Nova Orleans
Eu estava na fossa
Ele me olhou com olhos de sabedoria
E logo falou

Ele falava sobre a vida
Ele falava sobre a vida
Em vez disso, deu um tapa de leve na perna

Ele disse o nome Bojangles e dançou algumas notas
Pela cela
Levantou a calça para uma postura melhor
Ele pulou tão alto
Ele bateu os calcanhares

Ele soltou uma risada
Ele soltou uma risada
Jogou suas roupas por toda parte

Sr. Bojangles
Sr. Bojangles
Sr. Bojangles
Volte a dançar

Dançávamos em shows de menestrel e em feiras na cidade

Por todo o sul
Falamos com lágrimas nos olhos por quinze anos
Como ele e o seu cachorro
Vagavam por aí

O seu cachorro bateu as botas
Ele bateu as botas
Vinte anos depois, ele ainda sofre

Dizem que agora eu danço em todas as oportunidades e botecos

Por bebidas e gorjetas
Mas a maior parte do tempo eu passo nos bares da cidade
Porque eu bebo um pouco

Ele disse não com a cabeça, e quando disse não
Eu ouvi alguém pedir por favor

Sr. Bojangles
Sr. Bojangles
Sr. Bojangles
Volte e dance, dance

Sr. Bojangles
Sr. Bojangles
Sr. Bojangles






sábado, 23 de abril de 2011

Mr Bojangles - Sammy Davis Jr

Sammy Davis Jr - The Candy Man

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zRf1Ad_Txsg


I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you In worn out shoes Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants The old soft shoe 
He jumped so high He jumped so high Then he'd lightly touched down 
Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles come back to Dance 
I met him in a cell in New OrleansI was down and out He looked to me to be the eyes of age As he spoke right out 
He talked of life He talked of life He lightly slapped his leg instead 
He said the name Bojangles and he danced a lick Across the cell He grabbed his pants for a better stance He jumped so high He clicked his heels 
He let go a laugh He let go a laugh Shook back his clothes all around 
Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles come back and dance, Dance 
We danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
Throughout the south We spoke in tears of fifteen years How his dog and him They travelled about 
His dog up and died He up and died After twenty years he still grieves 
They said I dance now at every chance and 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 please 
Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles come back and, dance Dance 
Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles Mr Bojangles