Intro
Verse
F# B F#
Mr Johnson didn't sleep too well last night
B F# B F# B
he dreamt about the early days again
F# B F#
looking in his mirror, feeling sad because
B F# B F#
he looked much better then
Ebm
He played his guitar
F#
what a star
Ebm G#
he broke every heart, his clothes were so smart
B C#
mr Johnson cries when
B C#
he recalls the days when he was everybody's face
F# (Intro)
Verse
Mr Johnson takes a walk
he passes by the record store and sighs
he considers entering but hesitates, it's silly
cause it's just because he won't be recognized
Ebm
He played his guitar
F#
what a star
Ebm G#
he broke every heart, his clothes were so smart
B C#
mr Johnson cries when
B C#
he recalls the days when he was everybody's face
Mr Johnson, humpty-dumpty, sat upon the wall
and had a great fall (had a great fall)
and all the record companies and fat production managers
could not get mr Johnson together again
Outro
Ebm
He played his guitar
F#
what a star
Ebm G#
he broke every heart, his clothes were so smart
B C#
mr Johnson cries when
B C#
he recalls the days when he was everybody's face
B C# F#
he recalls the days when he was everybody's face