Mr Jones Chords by Simon Peters

[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ This is the story of Mr.
Jeremiah Jones, an old black country farmer who [D] many years ago came across an accident.
He [G] rescued a crying baby boy from the back of the car.
His parents' last dying wish was [A] that Mr.
Jones take care of the child.
He raised baby Poric [D] as his own.
When Poric grew up, he emigrated to the USA where he committed a series of major crimes, including robbery and murder.
[G] He was later arrested and put in jail.
Mr.
Jones later passed away of a broken [A] heart.
Much to everyone's surprise, Poric returned home to the funeral.
[D] Here [A] is the [Db] story.
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He was an old black country farmer _ driving home another [Gb] load of hay.
_ [Ab] And he came upon an accident on a [Db] county highway. _
He could hear a baby crying, see the folks as they lay down.
And the mother said with [Ab] her [Gb] final breath, _ [Ab] the baby has no kin.
Won't you please take him in, give him love, give him [Db] all your best.
So he took him to the big house where he worked as a sharecropper.
From that day on he never [Gb] wanted _ nothing.
[Ab] And then the little white boy cut his hands from picking berries, _ _ crying to [Db] Mr.
Jones. _
I'm in trouble, come get me [Gb] Mr.
Jones. _
[Db] You're the only one to help me in this world [Ab] I'm so alone.
[Db] Yes I love you and I need you [Gb] Mr.
Jones.
_ [Db] I'm in trouble, [Ab] come get me [Gb] Mr.
Jones.
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I've been got in trouble, just an on and on and on.
_ Soon as his name was known [G] throughout the land. _
[A] He robbed a bank in Dallas, killed a special group of people. _ _
[E] [A] He tied his face to a pole to finish [D] [A] the job. _
[D] Each time the county chief stopped by, Martin Mr.
Jones _ _ began [G] to _ _ [A] run.
He came to give his praise, that he lived to see the day.
He told the boy, here he is just [D] like you see. _ _
I'm in trouble, come get me [G] Mr.
Jones. _
[D] You're the only one to help me in this world [A] I'm so alone.
_ Yes [D] I love you and I need you [G] Mr.
Jones.
_ [D] I'm in trouble, [A] come get me [G] Mr.
Jones.
[D] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ One Saturday night [Bb] as he [Eb] lay in jail from fighting, just raising hell.
That [Ab] Sunday morning he picked up the phone.
[Bb] As the telephone was ringing back home to church, the choir was singing.
I'm going to call for Mr.
[Eb] Jones. _ _
When the choir stopped singing, that old telephone just kept on ringing.
They slowly laid Mr.
[Ab] Jones to rest.
But [Bb] those that sang, _ well Mr.
Jones passed away from a broken heart.
Just plain [Eb] old happiness.
Oh I'm in trouble, come get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones. _
[Eb] You're the only one to help me in this world [Bb] I'm so alone.
_ [Eb] Yes I love you and I need you [Ab] Mr.
Jones.
_ [Bb] I'm in trouble, come get me [Eb] Mr.
Jones.
Oh I'm in trouble, come get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones.
_ [Eb] You're the only one to help me in this world I'm [Bb] so alone.
_ [Eb] Yes I love you and I need you [Ab] Mr.
Jones.
_ [Bb] I'm in trouble, come get me [Eb] Mr.
Jones.
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