The Wind Cries Mary (Jimi Hendrix cover)
original by: Jimi Hendrix
original by: Jimi Hendrix
from The NOLA Treblemakers: Back To One! (2023 December 06) (3:14)
After all the jacks are in their boxes
And the clowns have all gone to bed
You can hear happiness staggerin on down the street
Footprints dressed in red
And the wind whispers "Mary"
A broom is drearily sweeping
Up the broken pieces 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 their emptiness down on my bed
The tiny island sags on downstream
Because the life that lived is, is dead
And the wind screams "Mary"
Will the wind ever remember all the names it has blown in the past
And with this crutch, its old age and its wisdom
It whispers, "No this will be the last"
And the wind cries "Mary"
And the clowns have all gone to bed
You can hear happiness staggerin on down the street
Footprints dressed in red
And the wind whispers "Mary"
A broom is drearily sweeping
Up the broken pieces 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 their emptiness down on my bed
The tiny island sags on downstream
Because the life that lived is, is dead
And the wind screams "Mary"
Will the wind ever remember all the names it has blown in the past
And with this crutch, its old age and its wisdom
It whispers, "No this will be the last"
And the wind cries "Mary"
earliest live performance: 1999 May 20