Mr. Bojangles, a melancholy song from years past.  I didn’t know the story was true. It is said that Jerry Jeff Walker, the writer of the song, met a homeless street performer in New Orleans when they were both locked up in the parish jail.  The street performer used the name Mr. Bojangles to keep his true identity from the police. While in lock-up, they talked, of course, and by and by, Mr. Bojangles told the sad story of his dog who had traveled around the country with him for years, but at some point, had died. They asked Bojangles for something to lighten the mood, so he danced for them. One of my internet friends, Alpha Whisky Foxtrot, recently suggested a Spanish Guitar station on Pandora, and while listening, I discovered this gem by David Bromberg.  Maybe the best version of Mr. Bojangles ever. Enjoy.