JIMI HENDRIX - And The Wind Cries Mary. lyrics

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After all the jacks are in their boxes,<br />

and the clowns have all gone to bed,<br />

you can hear happiness staggering on down the street,<br />

footprints dress in red.<br />

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And the wind whispers Mary.<br />

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A broom is drearily sweeping<br />

up the broken pieces of yesterday's life.<br />

Somewhere a Queen is weeping,<br />

somewhere a King has no wife.<br />

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And the wind it cries Mary.<br />

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The traffic lights they turn blue tomorrow<br />

And shine their emptiness down on my bed,<br />

The tiny island sags downstream<br />

'Cos the life that they lived is dead.<br />

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And the wind screams Mary.<br />

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Will the wind ever remember<br />

The names it has blown in the past,<br />

And with this crutch, its old age and its wisdom<br />

It whispers, "No, this will be the last."<br />

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And The Wind Cries Mary.