He was an old black country farmer
Driving home another load of hay
When he came across an accident
On a lonely county highway
He could hear a baby cryin'
And the mother said with her final breath
The baby has no kin
Won't you please take him in
Give him love and give him all your best
So he took him to the big house
From that day on he never was alone
When the little white boy
Cut his hand from picking berries
He came running crying to MISTER JONES
Chorus: I'm in trouble come and get me MISTER JONES
Your the only one to help me
In the World I'm so alone
Yes I love you and I need you MISTER JONES
I'm in trouble come and get me MISTER JONES
He grew up and got in trouble