|:Em |C :|
Mr. Jones
Put a wiggle in your stride
Loosen up
I believe he’ll be alright
Changing clothes
Now he’s got ventilated slacks
Bouncing off the walls
Mr. Jones is back!
|:Em |D Em:|
Bulge out
And wind your waist
Tight pants
Got curly hair
Drinking cold beer
From metal cans
Moonshine
And Handi-Wipes!
|:C |G :|
Mr. Jones is back in town
it’s his lucky day
Hold up your hands and shout
Jones is on his way
|:Em |C :|
Pitter pat
Mr. Jones is back in town
Aces high
Now his pants are falling down
He looks so fine
In those patent leather shoes
Mr. Jones, you look tired
I believe you’ll be alright
|:Em |D Em:|
Sales men
Conventioneers
Some rock stars
With tambourines
Short skirts
And skinny legs
Selling bibles
And real estate
|:C |G :|
It’s a big day for Mr. Jones
He is not so square
Mr. Jones will stick around
He’s everybody’s friend
|:Em |D Em:|
Fast cars
And motorbikes
I’m sure glad
He’s on our side
The Jones Gang
Down at the bar
Watch out, this time
They’ve gone too far
|:C |G :|
They call for Mr. Jones
They put him in charge
Mr. Jones will help us out
He’s a lucky guy
It is Mr. Jones’ Birthday party
For another year
In his hotel room Party favors
It’s a holiday