those times i burned my guitar it was like a sacrifice. we all burn things we love. i love my guitar - Jimi Hendrix

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those times i burned my guitar it was like a sacrifice. we all burn things we love. i love my guitar

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About Jimi Hendrix

James Marshall "Jimi" Hendrix (27 November 1942 – 18 September 1970), born Johnny Allen Hendrix, was an American guitarist, singer and songwriter. Although his mainstream career spanned only four years, he is widely regarded as one of the most influential electric guitarists in the history of popular music; and one of the most celebrated musicians of the 20th century.

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Birth Name: Johnny Allen Hendrix
Native Name: James Marshall Hendrix
Alternative Names: Hendrix JHX
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Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
Alright. I'm goin down to shoot my old lady,
You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man.
Yeah,! I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady,
You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man.
Huh! And that ain't too cool.

Look over yonder, here come the blues,
The thirteenth of anytime, just like a fool.
A double-breasted green-and-red polka dot coat,
Playin' the violin,
Hittin' wrong notes.

Wow! Look over yonder, he's coming my way,
When he's around, I never have a happy day.
He give me bad luck by rubbin' his ring,
See that? I just broke a guitar string.

Look over yonder, he's smiling at my babe,
Now she says, she's gonna leave me here today.
I don't need bad luck like him hangin' around,
He's knockin' at my door, now my house is burning down.
(Crackle, crackle…pop, pop.)

Look over yonder, this is the end,
He just now said he wants to be my friend.
When he's around, I can't do nothing right,
He's got me wearing shades in the middle of the night.
Look over yonder, yeah.
Look over yonder, baby.
Got to get away, get away from here.
Oh! Look over yonder, yeah.
(Where's my shotgun so I can blow this fool away? Get away, brother!)
Look over yonder, baby…

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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, it cries, "Mary"
The traffic lights, they turn blue tomorrow
And shine their emptiness down on my bed
The tiny island sags downstream
'Cause the life that lived is dead
And the wind screams, "Mary"
Will the wind ever remember
The names it has blown 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

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