Ballad Of Mr Jones

There's a blind man in the witness stand
With three young men's lives in his hand
There's a poor boy stood at the scene
Who'll be haunted by the dirty things he's seen

It's a shame all the jury knew the accused
Cos now they're running free when they left her cold and bruised
There's a chalked white line stained with blood
Sorry Mr Jones we did all we could

There's a whole lot of people out there
and they're all running free
Some will care and some will steal the
last breath that you breathe from you

So Mr Jones, in a cruel twist of fate
Found the perpetrators in a drunken haze
Gave them retribution for their twisted ways
Now he's going down for years instead of days

There's a whole lot of people out there
and the're a wild and restless sea
Some will care and some will steal the
last breath that you breathe from you


Written by Jake Bugg / Iain Archer
Produced, Mixed and Recorded by Mike Crossey
Vocals and Guitar: Jake Bugg
Bass: Tom Robertson
Drums: Jack Atherton
Published by: Soul Kitchen Music / Kobalt Music