Af ter all the (Bb)jacks are in their box es
and the (C)clowns
have all gone to (F)bed,
you can (C)hear hap pi ness
stag ger in’ on (F)down the street,
(G)foot prints
(Bb)dressed in red.
And the (G)wind
(Bb)whis pers
(Eb5)Mar (E5)y.
A broom is (Bb)drear i ly sweep ing
up the (C)bro ken piec es of (Bb)yes ter day’s life.
(C)Some where (Cb)a (Bb)queen
is weep ing.
Some (G)where a king
has no (Eb5)wife.
And the (G)wind,
it (Bb)cries
(Eb5)Mar (E5)y.
The traf fic lights, (Bb)they turn, uh, blue to (F)mor row
and (C)shine their emp ti ness
down on my (F)bed.
The ti ny (C)is land
(Bb)sags
down stream
’cause the (G)life that lived is,
is dead.
And the (G)wind
(Bb)screams
(Eb5)Mar (E5)y.
Uh, will the wind ev er re mem (F)ber
the names
it has (Bb)blown in the past?
And with this (C)crutch,
its old (Bb)age,
and its (F)wis dom.
It whis pers, “No,
this will (Bb)be the last.”
And the (G)wind
(Bb)cries
(Eb5)Mar (E5)y.
This page shows “The Wind Cries Mary” by Jimi Hendrix in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of Bb at 70 BPM, a comfortable easy-level arrangement perfect for first-time learners.