The Wind Cries Mary by Jimi Hendrix
Intro |: Eb E F Eb E F :|After all the jacks are in their boxes And the clowns have all gone to bed You can hear happiness staggering on down the street Footsteps dressed in red And the wind whispers Mar y A broom is drearily sweeping Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life Somewhere a queen is weeping Somewhere a king has no wif e And the wind cries Mar y Solo over: |: F Eb Bb Ab :| 3x G Bb Db F The traffic lights turn blue to morrow And shine the emptiness down on my bed The tiny island sags downstream Cause the life that lived is dea d And the wind screams Mar y Will the wind ever re member The names it has blown in the past With its crutch, its old age, and its wisdom It whispers no, this will be the las t And the wind cries Mar y