Big Al Downing - Mr. Jones lyrics

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He was an old black country farmer

Driving home another load of hay

When he came upon an accident on a lonely county highway

He could hear a baby cryin'

See the folks as they lay dyin'

And a mother said with her final breath;

"The baby has no kin, won't you please take him in

Give him love and give him all your best."

So he took him to the big house

Where he worked as a sharecropper

From that day on he never was alone

And when the little white boy

Cut his hand from pickin' berries

He came runnin', cryin', to Mr. Jones.

CHORUS

I'm in trouble, come and get me Mr. Jones

You're the only one to help me in this world, I'm so alone

Yes, I love you and I need you, Mr. Jones

I'm in trouble, come and get me, Mr. Jones.

He grew up and got in trouble

With the law and on the double

Soon his name was known throughout the land

He robbed a bank in Dallas

Killed a man in Oklahoma

Each time he'd take the phone up in his hand.

Each time the County Sheriff stopped by

A part of Mr. Jones would die

And from his eyes the tears began to run

And he began to pray

That he'd live to see the day

He'd hold the boy, he raised up like a son.

CHORUS

(SPOKEN)

One Saturday night as he lay in jail

For fighting and just raisin' hell

That Sunday morning, he picked up the phone

And as the phone was ringin'

Back home in church, a choir was singin'

I'M GOIN' HOME, for Mr. Jones.

And when the choir stopped singin'

That telephone just kept on ringin'

And they slowly laid Mr. Jones to rest

And there are those that say;

Mr. Jones, he passed away, of a broken heart

And just plain unhappiness.

CHORUS

(It's too late, he's goin' home)

Come and get me Mr. jones

(It's too late, he's goin' home)

Mr. Jones, please pick up the telephone

(It's too late, he's goin' home)

Mr. Jones, I need you, Mr. jones

(It's too late, they're goin' home)

Hey, open this jail, I wanna go home, I wanna go home

(It's too late, he's goin' home)

Somethin' must have happened to Mr. Jones. [FADE]

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(It's too late, they're goin' home)

Mr. Jones, come and get me, Mr. Jones.