Mister Jones Chords by Big Al Downing

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_ _ _ _ He was an old black country farmer driving home another [Ab] load of hay.
_ [Bb] When he came upon an accident on a lonely [Eb] county highway, _ he could hear a baby cry,
[Bb] see the folks as they lay 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 your best.
_ So he took him to the big house where he worked as a sharecropper.
From that day on he never [Ab] was alone.
_ [Bb] And when the little white boy cut his hand from picking berries, he came running crying to [Eb] Mr.
Jones,
_ I'm in trouble, come and get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones, _ [Eb] you're the only one to help me in this world I'm [Bb] so alone.
Yes I [Eb] love you and I need you [Ab] Mr.
Jones, _ I'm in [Bb] trouble, come and get me Mr.
Jones.
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_ He grew up and got in trouble with the law and on the double, soon his name was known [A] throughout 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 boy named Mr.
Jones would die, and from his eyes the tears [A] began to run.
_ _ [B] And he began to pray that he'd live to see the day, he'd hold the boy he raised [E] just like a son.
I'm in trouble, come and get me [A] Mr.
Jones, [E] you're the only one to help me in this world I'm so [B] alone.
[E] Yes I love you and I need you [A] Mr.
Jones, I'm in trouble, [B] come and get me Mr.
[E] Jones.
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One Saturday night as he lay in jail from fighting and just raising hell, _ that Sunday morning he picked [Bb] up the phone.
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And as the telephone was ringing, back home in church a choir was singing, _ [G] I'm going home [F] for Mr.
Jones. _ _
And when the choir stopped singing, well the telephone it just kept on ringing.
And they slowly [Bb] laid Mr.
Jones to rest, _ _
[C] and there are those that say, well Mr.
Jones he passed away, [C] _
from a broken heart [F] and just plain unhappiness.
Oh I'm in trouble, come and get me Mr.
[Bb] Jones, _ 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.
Jones.
_ _ _ _ _ It's too late, he's [Bb] going home, _ [F] it's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Mr.
Jones, [F] please pick up the telephone.
It's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Mr.
Jones, I need you [F] Mr.
Jones.
It's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Sheriff open this jail, [F] I want to go home, I want to go home.
It's [Bb] too late, he's going home.
Something must have happened to Mr.
Jones.
[F] It's too late, he's going home.
Mr.
Jones, [Bb] come and get me Mr.
[F] Jones. _ _