|Performed By:||Big Al Downing|
He was an old black country farmer Driving home another load of hay When he came across an accident On a lonely county highway He could hear a baby cryin' See the folks as they lay dyin' And the 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 When the little white boy Cut his hand from picking berries He came running crying to Mr Jones (Chorus:) I'm in trouble come and get me Mr Jones Your the only one to help me In the 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 sherriff stopped by A part of Mr Jones would die 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 just like a son (Repeat Chorus) One Saturday night as he lay in jail From fightin' and just raisin' hell That Sunday mornin' he picked up the phone And as the telephone was ringing Back home in church a choir was singing The telephone just kept on ringing And they slowly laid Mr Jones to rest And there are those that say Mr Jones he just passed away From a broken heart and just plain unhappiness (Repeat Chorus)
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