Chords for MR. JONES by BIG AL DOWNING
Tempo:
87.2 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
F
Eb
Ab
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb] [Ab] .
[Eb] [Cm] .
[Fm] [Eb] [Ab] .
[Eb] [Cm] [Eb] .
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,.
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.
[Eb] Yes I love you and I need you [Ab] Mr.
Jones, [Eb] I'm in trouble, [Bb] come and get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones.
[Eb] [E] .
He grew up and got in trouble with the law and on the double, soon his name was known [A] throughout the land.
[B] He robbed a bank in Dallas, killed a man in Oklahoma, each time he'd take the phone up [E] in his head.
Each time the county sheriff stopped by, a part of 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 just [E] 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 Mr.
[A] Jones, I'm [E] in trouble, [B] come and get me [A] Mr.
[G] Jones.
[E] .
[F] .
One Saturday night as he lay in jail from fighting, that Sunday morning he picked up [Bb] the phone.
.
[C] And as the telephone was ringing, back home in church a choir were 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] laid Mr.
Jones to rest, .
[C] and there are those that say, well Mr.
Jones he passed away from a broken heart [F] and 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 [C] so alone.
[F] Yes I love you and I need you [Bb] Mr.
Jones, I'm in [Fm] trouble, [C] come and get me [F] Mr.
Jones.
I'm in trouble, come and get [Bb] me Mr.
Jones, you're [F] the only one to help me in this world I'm so [C] alone.
Yes [F] 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.
Come and get me [F] Mr.
Jones.
It's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Mr.
Jones, please [F] pick up the telephone.
It's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Mr.
Jones I need [F] you 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 too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Something must have happened to Mr.
[F] Jones.
It's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
.
[F] .
[Eb] [Cm] .
[Fm] [Eb] [Ab] .
[Eb] [Cm] [Eb] .
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,.
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.
[Eb] Yes I love you and I need you [Ab] Mr.
Jones, [Eb] I'm in trouble, [Bb] come and get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones.
[Eb] [E] .
He grew up and got in trouble with the law and on the double, soon his name was known [A] throughout the land.
[B] He robbed a bank in Dallas, killed a man in Oklahoma, each time he'd take the phone up [E] in his head.
Each time the county sheriff stopped by, a part of 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 just [E] 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 Mr.
[A] Jones, I'm [E] in trouble, [B] come and get me [A] Mr.
[G] Jones.
[E] .
[F] .
One Saturday night as he lay in jail from fighting, that Sunday morning he picked up [Bb] the phone.
.
[C] And as the telephone was ringing, back home in church a choir were 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] laid Mr.
Jones to rest, .
[C] and there are those that say, well Mr.
Jones he passed away from a broken heart [F] and 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 [C] so alone.
[F] Yes I love you and I need you [Bb] Mr.
Jones, I'm in [Fm] trouble, [C] come and get me [F] Mr.
Jones.
I'm in trouble, come and get [Bb] me Mr.
Jones, you're [F] the only one to help me in this world I'm so [C] alone.
Yes [F] 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.
Come and get me [F] Mr.
Jones.
It's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Mr.
Jones, please [F] pick up the telephone.
It's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Mr.
Jones I need [F] you 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 too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Something must have happened to Mr.
[F] Jones.
It's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
.
[F] .
Key:
Bb
F
Eb
Ab
E
Bb
F
Eb
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ .
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ .
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ .
_ [Eb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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,.
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.
_ [Eb] Yes I love you and I need you [Ab] Mr.
Jones, _ [Eb] I'm in trouble, [Bb] come and get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones.
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ .
_ _ _ He grew up and got in trouble with the law and on the double, soon his name was known [A] throughout the land.
_ [B] He robbed a bank in Dallas, killed a man in Oklahoma, each time he'd take the phone up [E] in his head.
_ Each time the county sheriff stopped by, a part of 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 just [E] 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 Mr.
[A] Jones, I'm [E] in trouble, [B] come and get me [A] Mr.
[G] Jones.
[E] _ _ .
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ One Saturday night as he lay in jail from fighting, _ that Sunday morning he picked up [Bb] the phone.
_ _ _ .
[C] And as the telephone was ringing, back home in church a choir were 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] laid Mr.
Jones to rest, _ _ .
[C] and there are those that say, well Mr.
Jones he passed away from a broken heart [F] and 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 [C] so alone.
_ [F] Yes I love you and I need you [Bb] Mr.
Jones, _ I'm in [Fm] trouble, [C] come and get me [F] Mr.
Jones.
I'm in trouble, come and get [Bb] me Mr.
Jones, you're [F] the only one to help me in this world I'm so [C] alone.
_ Yes [F] 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.
Come and get me [F] Mr.
Jones.
It's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Mr.
Jones, please [F] pick up the telephone.
It's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Mr.
Jones I need [F] you 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 too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Something must have happened to Mr.
[F] Jones.
It's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
_ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ .
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ .
_ [Eb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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,.
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.
_ [Eb] Yes I love you and I need you [Ab] Mr.
Jones, _ [Eb] I'm in trouble, [Bb] come and get me [Ab] Mr.
Jones.
[Eb] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ .
_ _ _ He grew up and got in trouble with the law and on the double, soon his name was known [A] throughout the land.
_ [B] He robbed a bank in Dallas, killed a man in Oklahoma, each time he'd take the phone up [E] in his head.
_ Each time the county sheriff stopped by, a part of 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 just [E] 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 Mr.
[A] Jones, I'm [E] in trouble, [B] come and get me [A] Mr.
[G] Jones.
[E] _ _ .
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ One Saturday night as he lay in jail from fighting, _ that Sunday morning he picked up [Bb] the phone.
_ _ _ .
[C] And as the telephone was ringing, back home in church a choir were 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] laid Mr.
Jones to rest, _ _ .
[C] and there are those that say, well Mr.
Jones he passed away from a broken heart [F] and 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 [C] so alone.
_ [F] Yes I love you and I need you [Bb] Mr.
Jones, _ I'm in [Fm] trouble, [C] come and get me [F] Mr.
Jones.
I'm in trouble, come and get [Bb] me Mr.
Jones, you're [F] the only one to help me in this world I'm so [C] alone.
_ Yes [F] 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.
Come and get me [F] Mr.
Jones.
It's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Mr.
Jones, please [F] pick up the telephone.
It's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Mr.
Jones I need [F] you 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 too late, he's [Bb] going home.
Something must have happened to Mr.
[F] Jones.
It's too late, he's [Bb] going home.
_ .
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .