Fred Jones Part 2

C          Am           Em      
Fred sits alone at his desk in 
    G
the dark
           C             Am       
There's an awkward young shadow 
   Em           G
that waits in the hall
     Am              F            
He's cleared all his things and 
   Am          F
he's put them in boxes
C                       G
Things that remind him: 'Life has 
been good'
Fmaj7
Twenty-five years
     Dm7
He's worked at the paper
  C                          G
A man's here to take him downstairs
        C          F
And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
G    C
It's time

C             Am      Em        
There was no party, there were 
    G
no songs
            C          Am         
'Cause today's just a day like the
  Em            G
 day that he started
  Am       F               Am    
No one has left here that knows 
        F
his first name
Continúa después del anuncio
Eliminar anuncios
C                           G
And life barrels on like a runaway 
train
          Fmaj7
Where the passengers change
           Dm7
They don't change anything
        C                         G
You get off; someone else can get on
        C           F
And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
G     C
It's time

Am                           
Streetlight shines through the 
  Em
shades
         F                     
Casting lines on the floor, and 
 C            G
lines on his face
    F              C
He reflects on the day

Instrumental
Am       Em     (x2)
F        Em
D        C      D

(Verse chords)
C              Am            Em 
Fred gets his paints out and 
          G
goes to the basement
  C              Am     Em      
Projecting some slides onto a plain 
G
white
  Am           F
Canvas and traces it
  Am           F
Fills in the spaces
   C                           
He turns off the slides, and it 
 G
doesn't look right
           Fmaj7
Yeah, and all of these bastards
       Dm7
Have taken his place
       C                   G
He's forgotten but not yet gone
         C          F
And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones
G     C
It's time