Chords for Big Al Downing ~ Mr Jones
Tempo:
89.35 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Bb
F
Ab
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb] [Ab] [Eb]
[Fm]
[Eb] [Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb]
He was an old black country farmer driving home another [Ab] load of hay
When [Bb] he came upon an accident on a lonely [Eb] county highway
He could hear a baby cry, see the folks that they laid dying
And the mother said with her [Ab] final breath
[Bb] The baby has no kin, won't you please take him in
Give him love and give him [Eb] all you did
So he took him to the big house where he worked as a sharecropper
From that day on he never [Ab] was alone
And [Bb] when the little white boy cut his hand from picking berries
He came running crying for Mr.
[Eb] Jones
I'm in trouble, come and get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones
You're [Eb] the only one to help me in this world I'm so [Bb] alone
Yes [Eb] I love you and I need you [Ab] Mr.
Jones
I'm [Eb] in trouble, [Bb] come and get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones
[Eb]
[E]
He grew up and got in trouble with the law and all the double
Soon his name was known throughout [A] the land
He [B] robbed a bank in Dallas, killed a man in Oklahoma
Each time he'd take the phone up [E] in his hand
Each time the county sheriff stopped by, a thought of Mr.
Jones would die
And from his eyes the kid began [A] to run
[B] And he began to pray that he'd live to see the day
He'd hold the boy he raised just [E] like a son
I'm in trouble, come and get me [A] Mr.
Jones
You're [E] the only one to help me in this world I'm so [B] alone
Yes [E] I love you and I need you [A] Mr.
Jones
I'm [E] in [B] trouble, come and get me [A] Mr.
[G] Jones
[E] One [F]
Saturday night as he lay in jail for fighting and just raising hell
That Sunday morning he picked up [Bb] the phone
And [C]
as the telephone was ringing, back home in church a choir was singing
I'm [Gm] going home [F] for Mr.
Jones
And when the choir stopped singing, well the telephone it just kept on ringing
And they slowly [Bb] made Mr.
Jones rest
And [C]
there are those that say, well Mr.
Jones he passed away
From a broken heart and [F] just plain unhappiness
Oh I'm in trouble, come and get me [Bb] Mr.
Jones
[F] You're the only one to help me in this world I'm so [C] alone
[F] Yes I love you and I need you [Bb] Mr.
Jones
[F] I'm in trouble, [C] come and get me [F] Mr.
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F] Jones
[Fm]
[Eb] [Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Eb]
He was an old black country farmer driving home another [Ab] load of hay
When [Bb] he came upon an accident on a lonely [Eb] county highway
He could hear a baby cry, see the folks that they laid dying
And the mother said with her [Ab] final breath
[Bb] The baby has no kin, won't you please take him in
Give him love and give him [Eb] all you did
So he took him to the big house where he worked as a sharecropper
From that day on he never [Ab] was alone
And [Bb] when the little white boy cut his hand from picking berries
He came running crying for Mr.
[Eb] Jones
I'm in trouble, come and get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones
You're [Eb] the only one to help me in this world I'm so [Bb] alone
Yes [Eb] I love you and I need you [Ab] Mr.
Jones
I'm [Eb] in trouble, [Bb] come and get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones
[Eb]
[E]
He grew up and got in trouble with the law and all the double
Soon his name was known throughout [A] the land
He [B] robbed a bank in Dallas, killed a man in Oklahoma
Each time he'd take the phone up [E] in his hand
Each time the county sheriff stopped by, a thought of Mr.
Jones would die
And from his eyes the kid began [A] to run
[B] And he began to pray that he'd live to see the day
He'd hold the boy he raised just [E] like a son
I'm in trouble, come and get me [A] Mr.
Jones
You're [E] the only one to help me in this world I'm so [B] alone
Yes [E] I love you and I need you [A] Mr.
Jones
I'm [E] in [B] trouble, come and get me [A] Mr.
[G] Jones
[E] One [F]
Saturday night as he lay in jail for fighting and just raising hell
That Sunday morning he picked up [Bb] the phone
And [C]
as the telephone was ringing, back home in church a choir was singing
I'm [Gm] going home [F] for Mr.
Jones
And when the choir stopped singing, well the telephone it just kept on ringing
And they slowly [Bb] made Mr.
Jones rest
And [C]
there are those that say, well Mr.
Jones he passed away
From a broken heart and [F] just plain unhappiness
Oh I'm in trouble, come and get me [Bb] Mr.
Jones
[F] You're the only one to help me in this world I'm so [C] alone
[F] Yes I love you and I need you [Bb] Mr.
Jones
[F] I'm in trouble, [C] come and get me [F] Mr.
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F]
[Bb] [F] Jones
Key:
Eb
Bb
F
Ab
E
Eb
Bb
F
[Eb] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ He was an old black country farmer driving home another [Ab] load of hay
When [Bb] he came upon an accident on a lonely [Eb] county highway
_ He could hear a baby cry, see the folks that they laid dying
And the mother said with her [Ab] final breath
_ [Bb] The baby has no kin, won't you please take him in
Give him love and give him [Eb] all you did
_ So he took him to the big house where he worked as a sharecropper
From that day on he never [Ab] was alone
And [Bb] when the little white boy cut his hand from picking berries
He came running _ crying for Mr.
[Eb] Jones
I'm in trouble, come and get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones
_ You're [Eb] the only one to help me in this world I'm so [Bb] alone
Yes [Eb] I love you and I need you [Ab] Mr.
Jones
I'm [Eb] in trouble, [Bb] come and get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones
[Eb] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
He grew up and got in trouble with the law and all the double
Soon his name was known throughout [A] the land
He [B] robbed a bank in Dallas, killed a man in Oklahoma
Each time he'd take the phone up [E] in his hand
Each time the county sheriff stopped by, a thought of Mr.
Jones would die
And from his eyes the kid began [A] to run _
_ [B] And he began to pray that he'd live to see the day
He'd hold the boy he raised just [E] like a son
I'm in trouble, come and get me [A] Mr.
Jones
You're [E] the only one to help me in this world I'm so [B] alone
Yes [E] I love you and I need you [A] Mr.
Jones
I'm [E] in [B] trouble, come and get me [A] Mr.
[G] Jones
[E] _ One _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Saturday night as he lay in jail for fighting and just raising hell
That Sunday morning he picked up [Bb] the phone
And _ [C] _
as the telephone was ringing, back home in church a choir was singing
I'm [Gm] going home [F] for Mr.
Jones
And _ when the choir stopped singing, well the telephone it just kept on ringing _
And they slowly [Bb] made Mr.
Jones rest
And [C] _
there are those that say, well Mr.
Jones he passed away
From a broken heart and [F] just plain unhappiness
Oh I'm in trouble, come and get me [Bb] Mr.
Jones
_ [F] You're the only one to help me in this world I'm so [C] alone _
[F] Yes I love you and I need you [Bb] Mr.
Jones _
[F] I'm in trouble, [C] come and get me [F] Mr. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] Jones _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [Ab] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ He was an old black country farmer driving home another [Ab] load of hay
When [Bb] he came upon an accident on a lonely [Eb] county highway
_ He could hear a baby cry, see the folks that they laid dying
And the mother said with her [Ab] final breath
_ [Bb] The baby has no kin, won't you please take him in
Give him love and give him [Eb] all you did
_ So he took him to the big house where he worked as a sharecropper
From that day on he never [Ab] was alone
And [Bb] when the little white boy cut his hand from picking berries
He came running _ crying for Mr.
[Eb] Jones
I'm in trouble, come and get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones
_ You're [Eb] the only one to help me in this world I'm so [Bb] alone
Yes [Eb] I love you and I need you [Ab] Mr.
Jones
I'm [Eb] in trouble, [Bb] come and get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones
[Eb] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
He grew up and got in trouble with the law and all the double
Soon his name was known throughout [A] the land
He [B] robbed a bank in Dallas, killed a man in Oklahoma
Each time he'd take the phone up [E] in his hand
Each time the county sheriff stopped by, a thought of Mr.
Jones would die
And from his eyes the kid began [A] to run _
_ [B] And he began to pray that he'd live to see the day
He'd hold the boy he raised just [E] like a son
I'm in trouble, come and get me [A] Mr.
Jones
You're [E] the only one to help me in this world I'm so [B] alone
Yes [E] I love you and I need you [A] Mr.
Jones
I'm [E] in [B] trouble, come and get me [A] Mr.
[G] Jones
[E] _ One _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Saturday night as he lay in jail for fighting and just raising hell
That Sunday morning he picked up [Bb] the phone
And _ [C] _
as the telephone was ringing, back home in church a choir was singing
I'm [Gm] going home [F] for Mr.
Jones
And _ when the choir stopped singing, well the telephone it just kept on ringing _
And they slowly [Bb] made Mr.
Jones rest
And [C] _
there are those that say, well Mr.
Jones he passed away
From a broken heart and [F] just plain unhappiness
Oh I'm in trouble, come and get me [Bb] Mr.
Jones
_ [F] You're the only one to help me in this world I'm so [C] alone _
[F] Yes I love you and I need you [Bb] Mr.
Jones _
[F] I'm in trouble, [C] come and get me [F] Mr. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] Jones _ _