Jimi Hendrix 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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