Mr Jones Chords by Roly Daniels

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_ He was an old black country farmer _ driving home another [D] load of hay.
_ [A]
[B] When he came upon an accident _ on a lonely [A] county highway.
[E] He could hear a baby crying, see the folks as they lay dying.
And the mother said with her [A] final breath, [D] _ [A] [B] the baby has no kin.
Won't you please take him in, give him love, and give him [E] all your best.
_ So he took him to the big house where he worked as a sharecropper.
That day on he never [A] was alone.
_ [B] And when the little white boy got his hands from picking berries.
He came running crying [A] to Mr.
Jones.
_ [E] I'm in trouble, come and get me [A] Mr.
Jones.
_ [E] You're the only one to help me in this world I've [B] sold so long.
[E] Yes I love you and I need you [A] Mr.
Jones.
_ [E] I'm in trouble, [B] come and get me [A] Mr.
Jones.
[E] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
He grew up and got in trouble with the law and on the double.
Soon his name was known [A#] throughout the land. _
[C] He robbed a bank in Dallas, killed a man in Oklahoma.
Each time he'd take the phone up [F] in his hand. _
Each time the county sheriff stopped by, a part of Mr.
Jones would die.
And from his eye the tear [A#] began to run. _
[C] And he'd begin to pray that he'd live to see the day.
He'd hold the boy and raise just [F] like the sun. _
I'm in trouble, come and get me [A#] Mr.
Jones. _
[F] You're the only one to help me in this world I've [C] sold so long.
[F] Yes I love you and I need you [A#] Mr.
Jones.
_ [F] I'm in trouble, [C] come and get me [A#] Mr.
[G#] Jones.
[F] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ One Saturday night as he lay in jail from fighting and just raising hell. _
[B] That Sunday morning he picked up the phone.
_ [C#] _ And as the telephone was ringing back home in church, the choir was singing. _
[F#] _ _ I'm going home for Mr.
Jones.
And when the choir stopped singing, well, the telephone it just kept on ringing.
[B] As they slowly laid Mr.
Jones [C#] to rest, there are those that say,
well, Mr.
Jones he passed away from a broken heart, [F#] just plain unhappiness.
Oh, I'm in trouble, come and get me [B] Mr.
Jones.
_ [F#] You're the only one to help me in this world [C#] I've sold so long.
[G#m] [F#] Yes I love you and I need you Mr.
[B] Jones.
_ [F#] I'm in trouble, [C#] come and get me [F#] Mr.
Jones.
It's _ _ too late.
_ _ [B] _ Come and get me [F#] Mr.
Jones.
It's too late.
_ _ [B] _ Mr.
Jones, [F#] please pick up the telephone.
It's too late, he's [B] gone home.
[F#] It's too late.
Mr.
Jones, I need you Mr.
[B] Jones. _
[F] It's [F#] too late.
Sheriff, open up this jail, I wanna go [B] home.
I wanna go home.
[F#] It's too late.
_ _ [B] _ Something must have [F#] happened to Mr.
Jones.
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