Mr. Jones Counting Crows
Mr. Jones[(1)]
By Counting Crows
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Intro:
[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
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Sha la la la la la la la yeah 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
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(you know) Gray is my favorite color I felt so symbolic 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.....
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