The Wind Cries Mary
By: Jimi Hendrix
Original Performance: The Jimi Hendrix Exprience
Written by: Jimi Hendrix

This Version:
  • The Wind Cries Mary
From Jimi's original:

After all the jacks are in the boxes
And the clowns have all gone too bed
You can hear happiness staggering 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 our bed
The tiny island sags downstream
'Cause the light that lived is dead
And the wind screams "Mary"

Will the wind ever remember
The names it has blown in the past?
And with this crutch, this old age and its wisdom
It whispers "No, this will be the last"
And the wind cries "Mary"

Played live 2 times:
Earliest known live version: October 3, 2008
Latest known live version: October 6, 2008