Little Wing

Well she’s walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that’s running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That’s all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.

When I’m sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It’s alright she says it’s alright
Take anything you want from me, anything
Anything.

Fly on little wing,
Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing

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This one's another hendrix tune. I've heard 3 different versions (SRV and ZZtop, Clapton and Sheryl Crow, Satriani and Vai) and they're all amazing. They sound completely different, but the beauty of hendrix's songwriting still gets through.

I really can't say much. It just hit me so hard - this is why I play guitar. I could cry playing this, i really wish I could.

adam