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Intro

  After all B#the jacks are in their boxes

  And the clowns B#have all gone to bed

  You can hear happiB#ness staggering on down the street

  Footsteps dressed in red

  And the wind whispers Mary

  A broom B#is drearily sweeping

  Up the broken pieces B#of yesterday's life

  SomewhereB# a queen is weeping

  Somewhere a king has no wife

  And the wind cries Mary

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You can strum verse chords as a background

  The traffic lights B#turn blue tomorrow

  And shine the emptiB#ness down on my bed

  The tiny isB#land sags downstream

  Cause the life that lived is dead

  And the wind screams Mary

  Will the B#wind ever remember

  The names it B#has blown in the past

  With its crutch, its B#old age, and its wisdom

  It whispers no, this B#will be the last

  And the B#wind cries Mary

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