Mr. Jones

I wanna go across the river To the house on Oldway Road Where my life began and ended all the same I remember Chris and Johnny Childhood friends of mine Who grew wise enough to learn to play the game As I walked up to the front yard There were children playing there And I thought someday this may be my home again But how soon I learned my lesson Through the windows they threw stones And said there's nothing left inside Mr. Jones I went next door to ask the neighbor If they knew what happened here To the place where all my memories remain As they recalled and tried to answer Tears rolled down their eyes But the best reply they had was made in vain It seems the folks that used to live there Worked hard for all their means But their means could never take them to an end And there was hope down in the city But when a bank declined their loan Now there's nothing left inside, Mr. Jones Can't you see that it's empty now And no one really cares For even I must try to save my own You should turn around and get back on that Lonely Oldway Road 'Cause there's nothing left inside, Mr. Jones Can't you see that it's empty now And no one really cares For even I must try to save my own You should turn around and get back on that Lonely Oldway Road 'Cause there's nothing left inside, Mr. Jones I'm going back across the river To see if I can find the place where Life can start and end all the same But no matter where I'm going It will dwell inside my bones That there's nothing left inside, Mr. Jones And no, there's nothing left inside, Mr. Jones No, there's nothing left inside, Mr. Jones