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[C]After all th[B]e ja[Bb]cks 
are in their bo[F]xes
And the [C]clowns [B]have 
[Bb]all gone to [F]bed
You can [C]hear happiness[B] [Bb] 
staggering on [F]down the street
[G]Footprints [Bb]dressed in red[Eb][E][F]
And the [G]wind 
[Bb]whispers [Eb]Mar[E]y
[F][Eb/G][E/G#][F/A]

[C]A broom [B]is [Bb]drearily sweep[F]ing
Up the [C]broken pieces 
[B]of [Bb]yesterdays life[F]
Some[C]where [B]a [Bb]Queen is [F]weeping
Some[G]where a [Bb]King has no [Eb]wif[E]e[F]
And the [G]wind it 
[Bb]cries [Eb]Mar[E]y
[F][Eb/G][E/G#][F/A]

[F][Eb][Bb][Ab]
[F][Eb][Bb][Ab]
[G][Bb]
[Db][F][F]

[C]The traffic lights
[B]they [Bb]turn blue tomor[F]row
And [C]shine their emptiness[B] [Bb] 
down on my [F]bed
The tiny [C]island [B] 
[Bb]sags downs[F]tream
Cause the [G]life that they 
liv[Bb]ed is d[Eb]ead[E][F]
And the [G]wind 
[Bb]screams [Eb]Mar[E]y
[F][Eb/G][E/G#][F/A]

[C]Will the [B]win[Bb]d ever remem[F]ber
The [C]names it h[B]as 
[Bb]blown in the p[F]ast
And with this [C]crutch 
its [B]old [Bb]age and it's  [F]wisdom
It whispers “No[G] 
this will [Bb]be the last[Eb]”[E][F]
And the [G]wind 
[Bb]cries [Eb]Mar[E]y
[F][Eb/G][E/G#][F/A]

[Eb][E][F][Eb/G][E/G#][F/A]
[Eb][E][F][Eb/G][E/G#][F/A]
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