Am Dm F G C





Counting Crows - Mr Jones -


Am  F  Dm  G                 Am     F    G          G

             sha la la la la la la         uh huh...

 

Am                    F         Dm              G

I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl

    Am                       F                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

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          

   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

Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones

Am         F    Dm                 G

Believe in me   Help me believe in anything

        Am           F             G

(cause) I want to be someone who believes

 

C    F           G

Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales

C                      F

Stare at the beautiful women

G

"She's looking at you.  Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."

C              F               G

Smiling in the bright lights   Coming through in stereo

     C         F          G

When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely

 

Am              F         Dm              G

I will paint my picture   Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray

Am                   F               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

If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play

  

C   F            G

Mr. Jones and me look into the future

C                      F

Stare at the beautiful women

G

"She's looking at you.  Uh, I don't think so.  She's looking at me."

C               F         G

Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar

     C         F         G                   Am

When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely

 

                F

I will never be lonely

             Am           G

I will never gonna be lonely

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.

 

C   F            G

Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio

        C                      F

Yeah we stare at the beautiful women

       G

"She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me."

C                F

I want to be Bob Dylan

    G

Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky

     C         F          G

When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be.

 

C    F           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

We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why, and we don't know how.

         C           F                    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...