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5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | so give me strength, | 18 | ive seen it coming from the flesh of your light. | 4 | [
"strength",
"give"
] | input strength give. len_4 output | so give me strength, |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | to face this test of mine. | 19 | so give me strength, | 6 | [
"mine",
"face",
"test"
] | input mine face test. len_6 output | to face this test of mine. |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | if only i could turn back time, | 20 | to face this test of mine. | 8 | [
"time",
"turn",
"back"
] | input time turn back. len_8 output | if only i could turn back time, |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | if only i had said what i still hide. | 21 | if only i could turn back time, | 10 | [
"hide"
] | input hide. len_10 output | if only i had said what i still hide. |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | if only i could turn back time, | 22 | if only i had said what i still hide. | 8 | [
"time",
"turn",
"back"
] | input time turn back. len_8 output | if only i could turn back time, |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | i would stay. | 23 | if only i could turn back time, | 3 | [
"stay"
] | input stay. len_3 output | i would stay. |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | the bolt reminds me i was there | 24 | i would stay. | 8 | [
"bolt",
"reminds"
] | input bolt reminds. len_8 output | the bolt reminds me i was there |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | the bolt reminds me i was there | 25 | the bolt reminds me i was there | 8 | [
"bolt",
"reminds"
] | input bolt reminds. len_8 output | the bolt reminds me i was there |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | if only i could turn back time, | 26 | the bolt reminds me i was there | 8 | [
"time",
"turn",
"back"
] | input time turn back. len_8 output | if only i could turn back time, |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | if only i had said what i still hide. | 27 | if only i could turn back time, | 10 | [
"hide"
] | input hide. len_10 output | if only i had said what i still hide. |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | if only i could turn back time, | 28 | if only i had said what i still hide. | 8 | [
"time",
"turn",
"back"
] | input time turn back. len_8 output | if only i could turn back time, |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | i would stay. | 29 | if only i could turn back time, | 3 | [
"stay"
] | input stay. len_3 output | i would stay. |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | if only i could turn back time, | 30 | i would stay. | 8 | [
"time",
"turn",
"back"
] | input time turn back. len_8 output | if only i could turn back time, |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | if only i had said what i still hide. | 31 | if only i could turn back time, | 10 | [
"hide"
] | input hide. len_10 output | if only i had said what i still hide. |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | if only i could turn back time, | 32 | if only i had said what i still hide. | 8 | [
"time",
"turn",
"back"
] | input time turn back. len_8 output | if only i could turn back time, |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | i would stay. | 33 | if only i could turn back time, | 3 | [
"stay"
] | input stay. len_3 output | i would stay. |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | if only i could turn back time, | 36 | if only i had | 8 | [
"time",
"turn",
"back"
] | input time turn back. len_8 output | if only i could turn back time, |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | i would stay. | 37 | if only i could turn back time, | 3 | [
"stay"
] | input stay. len_3 output | i would stay. |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | if only i could turn back time, | 40 | if only i had | 8 | [
"time",
"turn",
"back"
] | input time turn back. len_8 output | if only i could turn back time, |
5c3ecceb8ef90207e0b924c950bd5a23 | Turn Back Time | Give me time to reason,
give me time to think it through.
Passing through the season,
where I cheated you.
I will always have a cross to wear,
but the bolt reminds me I was there.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
If only I had said what I still hide.
If only I could turn back time,
I would stay for the night... for the night.
Claim your right to science,
Claim your right to see the truth.
Though my pain shook conscience,
Will drill a hole in you.
I've seen it coming like a thief in the night,
I've seen it coming from the flesh of your light.
So give me strength,
to face this test of mine.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
The bolt reminds me I was there
the bolt reminds me I was there
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could turn back time,
if only I had said what I still hide.
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay.
If only I could
if only I had
if only I could turn back time,
I would stay. | dance | If only i could turn back time, if only i had said what i still hide. claim your right to science, claim yourright to see the truth. though my pain shook conscience, will drill a hole in you. i've seen it coming like a thief in the night, from the flesh of your light. so give me strength, to face this test of mine. for the night. | Outdoors | i would stay. | 41 | if only i could turn back time, | 3 | [
"stay"
] | input stay. len_3 output | i would stay. |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | i knew a man, bojangles, and | 0 | 8 | [
"bojangles",
"man",
"knew"
] | input bojangles man knew. len_8 output | i knew a man, bojangles, and |
|
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | he danced for you | 1 | i knew a man, bojangles, and | 4 | [
"danced"
] | input danced. len_4 output | he danced for you |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | in worn out shoes. | 2 | he danced for you | 4 | [
"shoes",
"worn"
] | input shoes worn. len_4 output | in worn out shoes. |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | with silver hair, | 3 | in worn out shoes. | 4 | [
"hair",
"silver"
] | input hair silver. len_4 output | with silver hair, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | a ragged shirt | 4 | with silver hair, | 4 | [
"shirt",
"ragged"
] | input shirt ragged. len_4 output | a ragged shirt |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | and baggy pants, | 5 | a ragged shirt | 4 | [
"pants",
"baggy"
] | input pants baggy. len_4 output | and baggy pants, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | the old soft shoe. | 6 | and baggy pants, | 4 | [
"shoe",
"soft"
] | input shoe soft. len_4 output | the old soft shoe. |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | he jumped so high, | 7 | the old soft shoe. | 4 | [
"high",
"jumped"
] | input high jumped. len_4 output | he jumped so high, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | jumped so high, | 8 | he jumped so high, | 3 | [
"jumped",
"high"
] | input jumped high. len_3 output | jumped so high, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | then he lightly touched down. | 9 | jumped so high, | 6 | [
"lightly",
"touched"
] | input lightly touched. len_6 output | then he lightly touched down. |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles | 10 | then he lightly touched down. | 5 | [
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input mister bojangles. len_5 output | mister bojangles |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles | 11 | mister bojangles | 5 | [
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input mister bojangles. len_5 output | mister bojangles |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles, dance! | 12 | mister bojangles | 6 | [
"dance",
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input dance mister bojangles. len_6 output | mister bojangles, dance! |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | i met him in a cell | 13 | mister bojangles, dance! | 6 | [
"cell",
"met"
] | input cell met. len_6 output | i met him in a cell |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | in new orleans, | 14 | i met him in a cell | 5 | [
"orleans"
] | input orleans. len_5 output | in new orleans, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | he looked at me to be | 16 | i was down and out. | 6 | [
"looked"
] | input looked. len_6 output | he looked at me to be |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | the eyes of age, | 17 | he looked at me to be | 4 | [
"age",
"eyes"
] | input age eyes. len_4 output | the eyes of age, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | as he spoke right out. | 18 | the eyes of age, | 5 | [
"spoke"
] | input spoke. len_5 output | as he spoke right out. |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | he talked of life, | 19 | as he spoke right out. | 4 | [
"life",
"talked"
] | input life talked. len_4 output | he talked of life, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | talked of life. | 20 | he talked of life, | 3 | [
"talked",
"life"
] | input talked life. len_3 output | talked of life. |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | slapped his leg a step. | 22 | he laughed, | 5 | [
"slapped",
"step",
"leg"
] | input slapped step leg. len_5 output | slapped his leg a step. |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles | 23 | slapped his leg a step. | 5 | [
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input mister bojangles. len_5 output | mister bojangles |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles | 24 | mister bojangles | 5 | [
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input mister bojangles. len_5 output | mister bojangles |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles, dance! | 25 | mister bojangles | 6 | [
"dance",
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input dance mister bojangles. len_6 output | mister bojangles, dance! |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | he said his name, bojangles | 26 | mister bojangles, dance! | 7 | [
"bojangles"
] | input bojangles. len_7 output | he said his name, bojangles |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | then he danced a lick | 27 | he said his name, bojangles | 5 | [
"lick",
"danced"
] | input lick danced. len_5 output | then he danced a lick |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | across the cell. | 28 | then he danced a lick | 4 | [
"cell"
] | input cell. len_4 output | across the cell. |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | he grabbed his pants | 29 | across the cell. | 4 | [
"pants",
"grabbed"
] | input pants grabbed. len_4 output | he grabbed his pants |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | a better stance, | 30 | he grabbed his pants | 4 | [
"stance"
] | input stance. len_4 output | a better stance, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | oh, he jumped up high, | 31 | a better stance, | 5 | [
"high",
"jumped"
] | input high jumped. len_5 output | oh, he jumped up high, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | he clicked his heels, | 32 | oh, he jumped up high, | 4 | [
"heels",
"clicked"
] | input heels clicked. len_4 output | he clicked his heels, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | he let go a laugh, | 33 | he clicked his heels, | 5 | [
"laugh"
] | input laugh. len_5 output | he let go a laugh, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | let go a laugh, | 34 | he let go a laugh, | 4 | [
"laugh"
] | input laugh. len_4 output | let go a laugh, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | shook back his clothes | 35 | let go a laugh, | 4 | [
"shook",
"clothes",
"back"
] | input shook clothes back. len_4 output | shook back his clothes |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles | 37 | all around. | 5 | [
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input mister bojangles. len_5 output | mister bojangles |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles | 38 | mister bojangles | 5 | [
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input mister bojangles. len_5 output | mister bojangles |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles, dance! | 39 | mister bojangles | 6 | [
"dance",
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input dance mister bojangles. len_6 output | mister bojangles, dance! |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | he danced for those at minstrel | 40 | mister bojangles, dance! | 7 | [
"minstrel",
"danced"
] | input minstrel danced. len_7 output | he danced for those at minstrel |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | shows and county fairs | 41 | he danced for those at minstrel | 5 | [
"shows",
"fairs",
"county"
] | input shows fairs county. len_5 output | shows and county fairs |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | throughout the south. | 42 | shows and county fairs | 4 | [
"south"
] | input south. len_4 output | throughout the south. |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | he spoke with tears of fifteen | 43 | throughout the south. | 7 | [
"fifteen",
"spoke",
"tears"
] | input fifteen spoke tears. len_7 output | he spoke with tears of fifteen |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | years how his dog and he | 44 | he spoke with tears of fifteen | 6 | [
"years",
"dog"
] | input years dog. len_6 output | years how his dog and he |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | traveled about. | 45 | years how his dog and he | 4 | [
"traveled"
] | input traveled. len_4 output | traveled about. |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | his dog up and died, | 46 | traveled about. | 5 | [
"died",
"dog"
] | input died dog. len_5 output | his dog up and died, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | he up and died, | 47 | his dog up and died, | 4 | [
"died"
] | input died. len_4 output | he up and died, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | after twenty years he | 48 | he up and died, | 6 | [
"twenty",
"years"
] | input twenty years. len_6 output | after twenty years he |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles | 50 | still grieved. | 5 | [
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input mister bojangles. len_5 output | mister bojangles |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles | 51 | mister bojangles | 5 | [
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input mister bojangles. len_5 output | mister bojangles |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles, | 52 | mister bojangles | 5 | [
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input mister bojangles. len_5 output | mister bojangles, |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | he said, i dance now at | 54 | dance! | 6 | [
"dance"
] | input dance. len_6 output | he said, i dance now at |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | every chance in honky tonks | 55 | he said, i dance now at | 8 | [
"tonks",
"chance",
"honky"
] | input tonks chance honky. len_8 output | every chance in honky tonks |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | for drinks and tips. | 56 | every chance in honky tonks | 4 | [
"tips",
"drinks"
] | input tips drinks. len_4 output | for drinks and tips. |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | but most of the time i spend | 57 | for drinks and tips. | 7 | [
"spend",
"time"
] | input spend time. len_7 output | but most of the time i spend |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | behind these county bars. | 58 | but most of the time i spend | 6 | [
"bars",
"county"
] | input bars county. len_6 output | behind these county bars. |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | he said, i drink a bit. | 59 | behind these county bars. | 6 | [
"bit",
"drink"
] | input bit drink. len_6 output | he said, i drink a bit. |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | he shook his head | 60 | he said, i drink a bit. | 4 | [
"head",
"shook"
] | input head shook. len_4 output | he shook his head |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | and as he shook his head | 61 | he shook his head | 6 | [
"head",
"shook"
] | input head shook. len_6 output | and as he shook his head |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | i heard someone ask, please | 62 | and as he shook his head | 6 | [
"heard"
] | input heard. len_6 output | i heard someone ask, please |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles | 63 | i heard someone ask, please | 5 | [
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input mister bojangles. len_5 output | mister bojangles |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles | 64 | mister bojangles | 5 | [
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input mister bojangles. len_5 output | mister bojangles |
fbf277d34e6a10dfa492147987bac2e6 | Mr. Bojangles | I knew a man, Bojangles, and
he danced for you
in worn out shoes.
With silver hair,
a ragged shirt
and baggy pants,
the old soft shoe.
He jumped so high,
jumped so high,
then he lightly touched down.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
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 spoke right out.
He talked of life,
talked of life.
He laughed,
slapped his leg a step.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He said his name, Bojangles
Then he danced a lick
across the cell.
He grabbed his pants
a better stance,
Oh, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels,
He let go a laugh,
Let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes
all around.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance!
He danced for those at minstrel
shows and county fairs
throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen
years how his dog and he
traveled about.
His dog up and died,
He up and died,
after twenty years he
still grieved.
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles,
dance!
He said, I dance now at
every chance in honky tonks
for drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend
behind these county bars.
He said, I drink a bit.
He shook his head
and as he shook his head
I heard someone ask, please
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles
Mister Bojangles, dance! | folk | i knew a man, bojangles, and he danced for you in worn out shoes. with silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, the old soft shoe. he jumped so high, jumped sohigh, 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. | Desire | mister bojangles, dance! | 65 | mister bojangles | 6 | [
"dance",
"mister",
"bojangles"
] | input dance mister bojangles. len_6 output | mister bojangles, dance! |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | blackbird singing in the dead of night | 0 | 9 | [
"blackbird",
"night",
"singing",
"dead"
] | input blackbird night singing dead. len_9 output | blackbird singing in the dead of night |
|
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | take these broken wings and learn to | 1 | blackbird singing in the dead of night | 8 | [
"broken",
"wings",
"learn"
] | input broken wings learn. len_8 output | take these broken wings and learn to |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | all your life | 3 | fly | 3 | [
"life"
] | input life. len_3 output | all your life |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | you were only waiting | 4 | all your life | 6 | [
"waiting"
] | input waiting. len_6 output | you were only waiting |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | for this moment to arise | 5 | you were only waiting | 7 | [
"arise",
"moment"
] | input arise moment. len_7 output | for this moment to arise |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | blackbird singing in the dead of night | 6 | for this moment to arise | 9 | [
"blackbird",
"night",
"singing",
"dead"
] | input blackbird night singing dead. len_9 output | blackbird singing in the dead of night |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | take these sunken eyes and learn to | 7 | blackbird singing in the dead of night | 8 | [
"sunken",
"eyes",
"learn"
] | input sunken eyes learn. len_8 output | take these sunken eyes and learn to |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | all your life | 9 | see | 3 | [
"life"
] | input life. len_3 output | all your life |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | you were only waiting | 10 | all your life | 6 | [
"waiting"
] | input waiting. len_6 output | you were only waiting |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | for this moment to be free | 11 | you were only waiting | 7 | [
"free",
"moment"
] | input free moment. len_7 output | for this moment to be free |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | blackbird fly | 12 | for this moment to be free | 3 | [
"blackbird",
"fly"
] | input blackbird fly. len_3 output | blackbird fly |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | blackbird fly | 13 | blackbird fly | 3 | [
"blackbird",
"fly"
] | input blackbird fly. len_3 output | blackbird fly |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | in to the light of a dark black night | 14 | blackbird fly | 9 | [
"night",
"light",
"dark",
"black"
] | input night light dark black. len_9 output | in to the light of a dark black night |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | blackbird singing in the dead of night | 15 | in to the light of a dark black night | 9 | [
"blackbird",
"night",
"singing",
"dead"
] | input blackbird night singing dead. len_9 output | blackbird singing in the dead of night |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | take these broken wings and learn to | 16 | blackbird singing in the dead of night | 8 | [
"broken",
"wings",
"learn"
] | input broken wings learn. len_8 output | take these broken wings and learn to |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | all your life | 18 | fly | 3 | [
"life"
] | input life. len_3 output | all your life |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | you were only waiting | 19 | all your life | 6 | [
"waiting"
] | input waiting. len_6 output | you were only waiting |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | for this moment to be free | 20 | you were only waiting | 7 | [
"free",
"moment"
] | input free moment. len_7 output | for this moment to be free |
303642502735d4bb7e543177d9d14bf2 | Blackbird | Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to
see
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
In to the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to
fly
All your life
You were only waiting
For this moment to arise
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free
You were only waiting
For this moment to be free | blues | blackbird singing in the dead of night take these broken wings and learn to fly all your life you were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird fly blackbird fly in to the light of a dark black night. Take these sunken eyes and learn, learn to see all your lives you were Only waiting for This moment to be free. blackbird flying in the dark of night | Going Home | blackbird fly | 21 | for this moment to be free | 3 | [
"blackbird",
"fly"
] | input blackbird fly. len_3 output | blackbird fly |