title: Mr. Joneskey: Popharp type: Chromaticgenre: Cskill: AnyW: Adam DuritzM: Adam Duritz & David BrysonCounting CrowsKey: Am2 2 6 6 -5 -5 -5 4 -3I was down at the New Am-ster-dam-5 -5 -5 -5 6 -5 -5 -5 5Star-ing at this yel-low-haired girl5 5 -5*-5 -5 -5 -5 -5 -5 -5 5M-r. Jones strikes up a con-ver-sa-tion3 3 6 -5 3 6 -5 -5 5with a black-haired fla-men-co dan-cer7 -6 6 6 -5 -5 5 -3 -3 -5She danc-es while his fa-ther plays gui-tar-4 -4 -4 -4 4 -5 -4She’s sud-den-ly beau-ti-ful3 6 -5 -5 -5 -5 5 -3We all want some-thing beau-ti-ful-4 -4 -5 -5 5 -4 -4I wish I was beau-ti-ful6 6 6 -5 -55 5So come dance this sil-ence5 5 5 6 -5down through the morn-ing6 7 5 5 -5Cut up Ma-ri-a!6 6 6 6 6 -6 6 -5 5 5Show me some of them Span-ish danc-es6 7 6 7 6 -7 6 -5Pass me a bot-tle, M-r. Jones6 7 6 5Be-lieve in me-5 -5 -5 -5 5 -5 -5 -5Help me be-lieve in an-y-thing-5 6 7 6 5 5 6 6 -5I want to be some-one who be-lieves 6 7 8 6-5 -5M-r. Jones and me-5 -5 -5 5 6 -5 5tell each oth-er fair-y tales6 -5 -5 -5 -5 -5 -5 5Stare at the beau-ti-ful wom-en3 6 -5 -5 -55“She’s look-ing at you.5-4 -4 3 6 6 5 5 5Ah, no, no, she’s look-ing at me.”-5 -5 -5 -3 5 -5Smil-ing in the bright lights-5 -5 -5 5 6 -6 6Com-ing through in ste-re-o5 6 -6 6 -5 5 5When ev-‘ry-bod-y loves you,-5 -5 -5 5 5 6 -5you can nev-er be lone-ly -5 6 7 5 5 -5I will paint my pic-ture6 6 6 6 -6 -6 6 -5 5 5 5Paint my-self in blue and red and black and gray6 6 6 6 -6 6 7 7All of the beau-ti-ful col-ors6 -7 6 -5 -5 -5 -5 -5are ver-y ver-y mean-ing-ful-5 -5 6 7 7 6 5 5Gray is my fav-or-ite col-or5 -5 -5 -5 -5 5 -5 -5 -5I felt so sym-bol-ic yes-ter-day-5 -5 6 7 6 5If I knew Pi-ca-so6 6 -5 -5 -5 -5 -5 -5 -5 -5 -5I would buy my-self a gray gui-tar and play Mr. Jones and me look into the futureStare at the beautiful women“She’s looking at you.Uh, I don’t think so. She’s looking at me.”Standing in the spotlightI bought myself a gray guitarWhen everybody loves me,I will never be lonely 6 6 6 -5 -5 5 5I want to be a li-on-7 -7 -7 7 7 7 -6 -6 6Ev-‘ry-bod-y wants to pass as cats6 6 6 -5 -5 7 6 5 -3We all want to be big big stars,-3 4 4 -4 -4 -3 -4 -3 3but we got dif-f’rent rea-sons for that6 6 -6 6 5 5Be-lieve in me be-cause5 -7 7 7 -6 -6 6 5I don’t be-lieve in an-y-thing5 -5 6 7 6 5 5 7 5 5and I want to be some-one to be-lieve Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrioYeah we star at the beautiful women“She’s perfect for you, Man, there’s got to be somebody for me.”I want to be Bob DylanMr. Jones wishes he was someonejust a little more funkyWhen everybody loves you, son,that’s just about as funky as you can be 6 7 8 6-5 -5 -5 -5 5 5 6 -6 6M-r. Jones and me star-ing at the vid-e-o5 5 7 7 7 7 -6 -6 6When I look at the tel-e-vis-ion,6 -6 6 6 -5 6 6 -6 6 5 5I want to see me star-ing right back at me-5 -5 -5 -5 -5 7 5We all want to be big stars,3 3 4 -5 6 3 3 4 -5 6 5but we don’t know why and we don’t know how5 5 6 -6 6 -5 5 5But when ev-‘ry-bod-y loves me,6 6 6 -5 6 6 6I’m going to be just a-bout6 7 7 7 7-7 5as hap-py as can be6 7 8 6-5 -5M-r. Jones and me,3 -4 -4 -4 -4 3we’re gon-na be big stars..