The Wind Cries Mary
Jimi Hendrix
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C#After all B#the Hjacks are in their F#boxes
C#And the clowns B#have Hall gone to F#bed
C#You can hear happiB#ness Hstaggering on F#down the street
G#Footsteps Hdressed in EFredF#
G#And the Hwind whispers EFMaryF#EFF#
C#A broom B#is Hdrearily F#sweeping
C#Up the broken pieces B#of Hyesterday's F#life
C#Somewhere B#a Hqueen is F#weeping
G#Somewhere a Hking has no EFwifeF#
G#And the wind Hcries EFMaryF#EFF#
C#The traffic lights B#turn Hblue F#tomorrow
C#And shine the emptiB#ness Hdown on my F#bed
C#The tiny B#island Hsags F#downstream
G#Cause the life that Hlived is EFdeadF#
G#And the wind Hscreams EFMaryF#EFF#
C#Will the B#wind Hever F#remember
C#The names it B#has Hblown in the F#past
C#With its crutch, its B#old Hage, and its F#wisdom
G#It whispers no, this B#will Hbe the EFlastF#
G#And the B#wind Hcries EFMaryF#EFF#
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