Counting Crows - Mr. Jones
Mr. Jones
Counting
Crows
[Intro]
Am F Dm G
Am F G G
Sha la la la la la la uh
huh...
[Verse 1]
Am
F Dm G
I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this
yellow-haired girl
Am F G G
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this
black-haired flamenco dancer
Am
F Dm G
She dances while his father plays guitar. She's suddenly beautiful
Am F G G
We all want something beautiful, I wish I was beautiful
Am F
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Dm
G Am F
G G
Sha la la
la la la la la yeah uh huh...
Am F Dm G
Cut up, Maria!
Show me some of them Spanish dances
Am
F G G
Pass me a
bottle, Mr. Jones
Am
F Dm G
Believe in
me. Help me believe in anything
Am F G G
'Cause I want to be someone who believes
[Chorus 1]
C F G G
Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
C
F
Stare at the
beautiful women
G G
"She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."
C
F G G
Smiling in the bright lights, coming through in stereo
C F G G
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
[Verse 2]
Am
F Dm G
I will paint my picture. Paint myself in blue and red and black and
gray
Am
F G G
All of the
beautiful colors are very, very meaningful
Am F Dm
G
(you know) Gray is my favorite color I felt so symbolic
yesterday
Am
F G G
If I knew
Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
[Chorus 2]
C F G G
Mr. Jones and me
look into the future
C
F
Stare at the
beautiful women
G G
"She's looking at you. Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me."
C
F G G
Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar
C
F G G Am
When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely
[Bridge]
Am F
I will never be lonely
DM G
I will never be lonely
[Verse 3]
Am
F
I want to be a
lion. Everybody wants to pass as cats
Am G
We All want to
be big, big stars, but we got different reasons for that.
Am F
Believe in me
because I don't believe in anything
Am G
And I want to be someone to believe, to believe, to
believe.
[Chorus 3]
C F G G
Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
C F
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
G G
"She's perfect for you, man, there's got to be
somebody for me."
C
F
I want to be Bob
Dylan
G G
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more
funky
C F
G G
When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as
funky as you can be.
C F G G
Mr. Jones and me
staring at the video
C F G
When I look at the television,
I want to see me staring right back at me.
C
F G G
We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why, and
we don't know how.
C F G G
But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just about
as happy as I can be.
C F
G
Mr. Jones and me,
we're gonna be big stars.....
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