Verse:
C Am7 Em7 G
Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark
C Am7 Em7 G
There's an awkward young shadow that waits in the hall
Am F Am F
He's cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes
C G
Things that remind him 'Life has been good'
Am
Twenty-five years
F
He's worked at the paper
C G Gsus4 G
A man's here to take him downstairs
Chorus:
C F
And I'm sorry Mr Jones
G C
It's time
Verse:
C Am7 Em7 G
There was no party there were no songs
C Am7 Em7 G
Cause today's just a day like the day that he started
Am F Am F
No one has left here that knows his first name
C G
And life barrels on like a runaway train
Am
Where the passengers change
F
They don't change anything
C G Gsus4 G
You get off someone else can get on
Chorus:
C F
And I'm sorry Mr Jones
G C
It's time
Bridge:
Am Em
Streetlight shines through the shades
F C G/B
Casting lines on the floor and lines on his face
F C
He reflects on the day
Verse:
C Am7 Em7 G
Fred gets his paints out and goes to the basement
C Am7 Em7 G
Projecting some slides onto a plain white
Am F Am F
Canvas and traces it fills in the spaces
C G
He turns off the slides and it doesn't look right
Am
Yeah and all of these bastards
F
Have taken his place
C G Gsus4 G
He's forgotten but not yet gone
Chorus:
C F
And I'm sorry Mr Jones
C F
And I'm sorry Mr Jones
C F
And I'm sorry Mr Jones
G C
It's time