Mr. Jones
Counting CrowsVersion1
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Chords in this song
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Sha la la la la la la uh huh...
I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar. She's suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful, I wish I was beautiful
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Sha la la la la la la la yeah uh huh...
Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me. Help me believe in anything
'Cause I want to be someone who believes
Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
Stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."
Smiling in the bright lights, coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
I will paint my picture. Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very, very meaningful
(you know) Gray is my favorite color I felt so symbolic yesterday
If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
Mr. Jones and me look into the future
Stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you. Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me."
Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar
When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely
I will never be lonely
I will never be lonely
I want to be a lion. Everybody wants to pass as cats
We All want to be big, big stars, but we got different reasons for that.
Believe in me because I don't believe in anything
And I want to be someone to believe, to believe, to believe.
Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
"She's perfect for you, man, there's got to be somebody for me."
I want to be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be.
Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
When I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me.
We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why, and we don't know how.
But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just about as happy as I can be.
Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars.....
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Readable chord sheet for Mr. Jones by Counting Crows
[G] [Am] ------------|------------ ----0-1-0---|------------ ----------0-|-2---------- ------------|------------ ------------|------------ ------------|------------ [Am] [F] [Dm] [G] Sha la la la la la la u[Am]h huh... [F] [G] [G] [Am]I was down at the New Amster[F]dam sta[Dm]ring at this [G]yellow-haired girl Mr. [Am]Jones strikes up a convers[F]ation with this black-[G]haired flamenco dancer [Am]She dances while his father [F]plays gu[Dm]itar. She's suddenly be[G]autiful We [Am]all want somethin[F]g beaut[G]iful, I wish I was beautiful So[Am] come dance this silence [F]down through the morning [Dm] Sha la la la[G] la la l[Am]a la [F]yeah [G] uh huh... [Am]Cut up, Ma[F]ria! Show[Dm] me some of them Span[G]ish dances [Am]Pass me a bo[F]ttle, Mr[G]. Jones [Am]Believe in me[F]. He[Dm]lp me believe in an[G]ything '[Am]Cause I want to b[F]e someone who beli[G]eves [C]Mr. J[F]ones and[G] me tell each other fairy tales [C]Stare at the beautiful women [F] [G]"She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me." [C]Smiling in the brig[F]ht lights, coming thr[G]ough in stereo When [C]everyb[F]ody loves you, [G]you can never be lonely [Am]I will paint my pict[F]ure. [Dm]Paint myself in blue a[G]nd red and black and gray [Am]All of the beautiful colors[F] are very, very meaning[G]ful (you [Am]know) Gray is my favorite co[F]lor I felt[Dm] so sym[G]bolic yesterday [Am]If I knew Picass[F]o I would buy myse[G]lf a gray guitar and play [C]Mr. [F]Jones and[G] me look into the future [C]Stare at the beautiful women [F] [G]"She's looking at you. Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me." [C]Standing in the spotl[F]ight [G]I bought myself a gray guitar When [C]everyb[F]ody loves me, [G]I will never be lonely [Am] I wil[Am]l never be lonely I [G]will never be lonely [Am]I want to be a lion. Everyb[F]ody wants to pass as cats [Am]We All want to be big, big stars, but we got diffe[G]rent reasons for that. [Am]Believe in me because I don't bel[F]ieve in anything And [Am]I want to be someone to believe, to b[G]elieve, to believe. [C]Mr. [F]Jones and[G] me stumbling through the barrio Ye[C]ah we stare at the beautiful wo[F]men "[G]She's perfect for you, man, there's got to be somebody for me." [C]I want to be Bob Dyla[F]n Mr.[G] Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky When [C]everyb[F]ody loves you, [G]son, that's just about as funky as you can be. [C]Mr. J[F]ones and[G] me staring at the video W[C]hen I look at the te[F]levision, I want[G] to see me staring right back at me. [C]We all want to be big st[F]ars, but we don't know w[G]hy, and we don't know how. But[C] when everybody [F]loves me, I'm going to be jus[G]t about as happy as I can be. [C]Mr. [F]Jones and me[G], we're gonna be big stars.....