Jones Chords & Lyrics - Gordon Bok

[INTRO]
[Gadd9]

[VERSE]
Boys, I [C]had a friend by the [A7]name of Jones
And his [D7]eyes they [G]sure was [C]round
I took old Jones for my [A7]personal pal
Don't you [D7]see what Jones has [G]done?

[VERSE]
Now [C]Jones he hung around me like a [A7]hungry hound
Took my [D7]woman and he [G]left this [C]town
And now I [A7]wonder, if anybody [D7]in here
Can tell me [G]if they've seen old [C]Jones

[CHORUS]
Jones, oh [A7]Jones, oh you [D]know you [G]can't last [C]long
Jones, oh [A7]Jones, you better [D7]bring my woman back [G]home

[VERSE]
I'm going to [C]powder up my [F]pistol
Going to [C]buy me Gatling [F]gun
I'm going to [C]meet you, Jones [F]
You know there [C]ain't no use to [F]run
When [C]I get through with you
Every[A7]body going to [D7]moan, "[G]Jones, oh [C]Jones"

[CHORUS]
Jones, oh [A7]Jones, oh you [D]know you [G]can't last [C]long
Jones, oh [A7]Jones, you better [D7]bring my woman back [G]home

[VERSE]
I'm going to [C]keep you to my[F]self
I'm going to [C]kill you dead and [F]bury you
Going to [C]dig you up for [F]fun
I'm going to [C]stand and let the [F]buzzards
Pick the [C]meat off your [F]bones
When [C]I get through with you
Every[A7]body going to [D7]moan, "[G]Jones, oh [C]Jones."

[CHORUS]
Jones, oh [A7]Jones, oh you [D]know you [G]can't last [C]long
Jones, oh [A7]Jones, you better [D7]bring my woman back [G]home

[VERSE]
That [C]Jones, he always [F]told me
That he [C]was my personal [F]pal
But [C]now that son of [F]bum he come
And [C]stole away me [F]gal

[VERSE]
Oh yes, I'm [C]up and down the [F]town
Just [C]looking for that [F]bum
I'm going to [C]meet you, Jones [F]
I'm going to [C]give the buzzards [F]fun
When [C]I get through with you
Every[A7]body going to [D7]moan, "[G]Jones, oh [C]Jones."

[CHORUS]
Jones, oh [A7]Jones, oh you [D]know you [G]can't last [C]long
Jones, oh [A7]Jones, you better [D7]bring my woman back [G]home

[VERSE]
I even [C]take you to my [F]place
I [C]give you room to [F]stay
But [C]now you son of [F]bum
You took my [C]gal and gone a[F]way

[VERSE]
I'm going to [C]powder up my [F]pistol
Going to [C]buy me Gatling [F]gun
I'm going to [C]meet you, Jones [F]
You know there it [C]ain't no use to [F]run

[VERSE]
I got the [C]Army Sergeant [F]with me
Got the [C]undertaker [F]too
I got the [C]student doctors [F]offering me
[C]Money for you [F]

[VERSE]
I'm going to [C]keep you to my[F]self
I'm going to [C]kill you dead and [F]bury you
I'm going to [C]dig you up for [F]fun
I'm going to [C]stand and let the [F]buzzards
Pick the [C]meat off your [F]bones

[VERSE]
[C]Take my wedding [F]butcher knife
And [C]cut you through and [F]through
I'm going to [C]chop you into [F]pieces
Just [C]big enough for [F]stew
When [C]I get through with you
Every[A7]body going to [D7]moan, "[G]Jones, oh [C]Jones"