The Wind Cries Mary Lyrics

The Wind Cries Mary lyrics

The Wind Cries Mary

Jimi
Hendrix

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After all the
jacks are in their boxes

And the clowns have all gone to bed

You can
hear happiness standin' on down the street

Footprints dressed in
red



And the wind whispers Mary



A broom is drearily
sweeping

Up the broken peices of yesterday's life

Somewhere a queen is
weeping

Somewhere a king has no wife



And the wind it cries
Mary



The traffic lights they turn blue tomorrow

And shine the
emptiness down on my bed

The tiny island sends downstream

Because the
light that there was is dead



And the wind screams Mary



Will
the wind ever remember

The names it has blown in the past?

And with
it's crush,it's old age,it's it's wisdom

It whispers no,this will be the
last



And the wind cries
Mary

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