The wind cries Mary

C#After all the Cbjacks are in their F#boxes

C#and the clowns have Cball gone to F#bed

C#you can hear happines Cbstaggering on F#down the street

AsFootsteps Cbdressed in redFb F F#

AsAnd the Cbwind whispers FbMaryF F# Fb F F#

C#A broom is Cbdrearily F#sweeping

C#Up the broken peices of Cbyesterday's F#life

C#Somwhere a Cbqueen is F#weeping

C#Somewhere a Cbking has no FbwifeF F#

AsAnd the wind cries FbMaryF F# Fb F F#

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C#The traffic lights turn Cbblue F#tommorow

C#And shine the emptyness Cbdown on my F#bed

C#The tiny island Cbsags F#downstreem

AsCause the life that Cblived is FbdeadF F#

AsAnd the wind Cbscreams FbMeryF F# Fb F F#

C#Will the wind Cbever F#remember

C#The names it has Cbblown in the F#past

C#With its crutch,its old Cbage,and its F#wisdom

AsIt whispers no,this will Cbbe the FblastF F#

AsAnd the wind Cbcries FbMaryF F# Fb F F# Fb F F# Fb F F# Fb F F#