Mr. Jones (chromatic)
by Counting Crows · tab for chromatic harmonica
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I was down at the New Am-ster-dam
Star-ing at this yel-low-haired girl
M-r. Jones strikes up a con-ver-sa-tion
with a black-haired fla-men-co dan-cer
She danc-es while his fa-ther plays gui-tar
She's sud-den-ly beau-ti-ful
We all want some-thing beau-ti-ful
I wish I was beau-ti-ful
So come dance this sil-ence
down through the morn-ing
Cut up Ma-ri-a!
Show me some of them Span-ish danc-es
Pass me a bot-tle, M-r. Jones
Be-lieve in me
Help me be-lieve in an-y-thing
I want to be some-one who be-lieves
M-r. Jones and me
tell each oth-er fair-y tales
Stare at the beau-ti-ful wom-en
"She's look-ing at you.
Ah, no, no, she's look-ing at me."
Smil-ing in the bright lights
Com-ing through in ste-re-o
When ev-'ry-bod-y loves you,
you can nev-er be lone-ly
I will paint my pic-ture
Paint my-self in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beau-ti-ful col-ors
are ver-y ver-y mean-ing-ful
Gray is my fav-or-ite col-or
I felt so sym-bol-ic yes-ter-day
If I knew Pi-ca-so
I would buy my-self a gray gui-tar and play
I want to be a li-on
Ev-'ry-bod-y wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big big stars,
but we got dif-f'rent rea-sons for that
Be-lieve in me be-cause
I don't be-lieve in an-y-thing
and I want to be some-one to be-lieve
M-r. Jones and me star-ing at the vid-e-o
When I look at the tel-e-vis-ion,
I want to see me star-ing 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 ev-'ry-bod-y loves me,
I'm going to be just a-bout
as hap-py as can be
M-r. Jones and me,
we're gon-na be big stars..