Mr. Jones, Counting Crows (acordes)
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Introducción: Lam Fa Rem Sol Lam Fa Sol Sha la la la la la la, oh oh. Lam Fa Rem Sol A]I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl, Lam Fa Sol Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer. Lam Fa Rem Sol She dances while his father plays guitar, she's suddenly beautiful. Lam Fa Sol We all want something beautiful and I wish I was beautiful. A]So come dance this silence down through the morning, sha la la la la La la la, yeah, oh oh, yeah. Cut up María! Show me some of them Spanish dances. Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones. believe in me, help me believe in anything 'cause I want to be someone who believes, yeah. Do Fa Sol B]Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales Do Fa and we stare at the beautiful women: Sol Do "She's looking at you. Oh, no, no, she's looking at me." Fa Sol Smiling in the bright lights, coming through in stereo, Do Fa Sol when everybody loves you, you can never be lonely. A]Well, I will paint my picture, paint myself in blue, red, black and gray, all of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful. Yeah, but you know gray is my favorite color, I felt so symbolic yesterday, Lam Fa Sol Do if I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play. B]Mr. Jones and me look into the future, yeah we stare at the beautiful women: "She's looking at you. I don't think so. She's looking at me." Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar, Do Fa Sol Lam when everybody loves me, I will never be lonely. Fa Lam Sol C]I will never be lonely, so never gonna be lonely. Lam Fa Lam I want to be a lion, e... everybody wants to pass as cats, Sol we all want to be big big stars yeah but we got different reasons for that. Lam Fa Believe in me 'cause I don't believe in anything Lam Sol and I want to be someone to believe, to believe, to believe... B]Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio, yeah we stare at the beautiful women: "She's perfect for you, man, there's got to be somebody for me." I want to be Bob Dylan. Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky. When everybody loves you, oh son, that's just about as funky as you can be. B]Mr. Jones and me staring at the video. When I look at the television I want to see me staring 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 everybody loves me I will be just about as happy as I can be. Do Fa Sol Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars...
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