The Wind Cries Mary
written by: Jimi Hendrix

from The NOLA Treblemakers: Back To One! (December 6th 2023) (3:14)
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
Footprints dressed in red
And the wind whispers
A broom is drearily sweeping
Up the broken pieces
Of yesterday's life
Somewhere, a queen is weeping
A king has no wife
And the wind, it cries
The traffic lights, they turn blue tomorrow
And shine their emptiness down on my bed
The tiny island sags downstream
'Cause the life that lived is dead
And the wind screams
Will the wind ever remember
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

earliest live performance: May 20th 1999