In Memory of Cassandra

Women be wise, keep your mouth shut, don't advertise your man Don't sit around gossiping, explaining what your good man really can do Some women nowadays, Lord they ain't no good They will laugh in your face, Then try to steal your man from you Women be wise, keep your mouth shut, don't advertise your man Don't be no fool

Tuesday, September 26, 2006




Mr. Bojangles

I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you in worn out shoes
Silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, that old soft shoe
He'd jump so high, he'd jump so high, then he lightly touched down
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.

I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was down and out
He looked to me to be the eye of age as he spoke right out
He talked of life, he talked of life, laughing slapped his leg stale
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.

He said the name Bojangles and he danced a lick all across the cell
He grabbed his pants for a better stance, oh he jumped so high and he
clicked up his heels
He let go laugh, he let go laugh, shook back his clothes all around
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance, yeah, dance.

He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs throughtout the south
He spoke with tears of 15 years of how his dog and him just travelled about
His dog up and died, he up and died, and after 20 years he still grieves
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance.

He said "I dance now at every chance at honky-tonks for drinks and tips
But most of the time I spend behind these county bars, cause I drinks a bit"
He shook his head, yes he shook his head, I heard someone ask him, Please?
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance, dance, Mr Bojangles, dance.


-bob dylan


I really like this song, and I have a version of it by Nina Simone. She did such a good job with it. After 20 years, he still grieves.

Lately I've been working pretty hard and I'm almost ahead of the show, but everytime I start to get ahead something else gets harder. But I have no real complaints. I have to make some time to go see danny in vermont, and to take the gre's. Ugh. I dont want to think about that part now. It should definitely not be allowed to occupy the same sentence as visiting dan.

Oh, and joe sent me this picture tonight, and I really like it, so it's going here. I don't really have much to say tonight. I'm actually really tired, but I felt like updating because it always feels good.


thats all for now. the song is good enough for now