Ask anyone up Harlem way Who that guy Bojangles is They may not know who's President But ask ‘em who Bojangles is.
He's in the most entrancin' business It's what they call the “dancin' business” When there's a beat, up on the street Brother, you go and bet all your dough Sister, you know that ain't no one but “Bo.”
Oh! Bojangles of Harlem, you dance such hot stuff Young folks love you in Harlem, they say you've got stuff Tough guys rumba out of poolrooms And kids start truckin' out of schoolrooms
Oh! Bojangles of Harlem, the whole town's at your heels Leaving their flats, missing their meals Running like rats, going astray Throw those long legs away.
