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The Wind Cries Mary
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Pat Boone
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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, Footprints dressed in red. And the wind whispers Mary. A broom is drearily sweeping Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life. Somewhere a Queen is weeping, Somewhere a King has no wife. And the wind cries Mary. The traffic lights turn blue tomorrow Shine their emptiness down on my bed The tiny island sags downstream 'Cos the life that they lived is dead. And the wind screams Mary. Oh oh yeah Will the wind ever remember The names it has blown in the past With this crutch, its old age and its wisdom It whispers, "No, this will be the last." And the wind cries Mary.
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