The wind cries Mary

FAfter all the Ebjacks are in their Bboxes

Fand the clowns have Eball gone to Bbed

Fyou can hear happines Ebstaggering on Bdown the street

CFootsteps Ebdressed in redAb A B

CAnd the Ebwind whispers AbMaryA B Ab A B

FA broom is Ebdrearily Bsweeping

FUp the broken peices of Ebyesterday's Blife

FSomwhere a Ebqueen is Bweeping

FSomewhere a Ebking has no AbwifeA B

CAnd the wind cries AbMaryA B Ab A B

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FThe traffic lights turn Ebblue Btommorow

FAnd shine the emptyness Ebdown on my Bbed

FThe tiny island Ebsags Bdownstreem

CCause the life that Eblived is AbdeadA B

CAnd the wind Ebscreams AbMeryA B Ab A B

FWill the wind Ebever Bremember

FThe names it has Ebblown in the Bpast

FWith its crutch,its old Ebage,and its Bwisdom

CIt whispers no,this will Ebbe the AblastA B

CAnd the wind Ebcries AbMaryA B Ab A B Ab A B Ab A B Ab A B