Track Title:               The Wind Cries Mary
Album Title:               The Ultimate Experience
Prime Artist:              Jimi Hendrix

Producer:                  Chas Chandler
Written by:                Jimi Hendrix
From the Album:            Are You Experienced?  1967 (A)

   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
   footsteps dressed in red
   And the wind whispers Mary
   A broom is drearily sweeping
   up the broken pieces of yesterdays life
   Somewhere a queen is weeping
   Somewhere a king has no wife
   And the wind, it cries Mary
   The traffic lights, they turn, uh, blue tomorrow
   and shine their emptiness down on my bed
   The tiny island sags down stream
   'cause the life that lived is,
   is dead
   And the wind screams Mary
   Uh-will the wind ever remember
   the names it has blow 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