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The Ballad Of Ira Hayes
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ira hayes
ira hayes
call him
drunken ira hayes
he won't
answer anymore
not the whiskey
drinkin' indian
or the marine
that went to war
gather 'round
me people
there's a story
i would tell
'bout a brave
young indian
you should
remember well
from the land
of the pima indian
a proud
and noble band
who farmed
the phoenix valley
in arizona land
down the ditches
a thousand years
the waters
grew ira's
people's crops
till the white man
stole their
water rights
and the sparklin'
water stopped
now ira's folks
were hungry
and their land
grew crops of weeds
when war came
ira volunteered
and forgot
the white man's greed
call him
drunken ira hayes
he won't
answer anymore
not the whiskey
drinkin' indian
or the marine
that went to war
there they battled up
iwo jima hill
two hundred
and fifty men
but only
twenty-seven lived
to walk back
down again
and when the fight
was over
and old glory raised
among the men
who held it high
was the indian
ira hayes
call him
drunken ira hayes
he won't
answer anymore
not the whiskey
drinkin' indian
or the marine
that went to war
ira hayes
returned a hero
celebrated
through the land
he was wined
and speeched
and honored
everybody
shook his hand
but he was just
a pima indian
no water
no home no chance
at home
nobody cared
what ira'd done
and when
did the indians dance
call him
drunken ira hayes
he won't
answer anymore
not the whiskey
drinkin' indian
or the marine
that went to war
then ira
started drinkin' hard
jail was
often his home
they let him
raise the flag
and lower it
like you'd
throw a dog a bone
he died drunk
early one mornin'
alone in a land
he'd fought to save
two inches of water
in a lonely ditch
was a grave
for ira hayes
call him
drunken ira hayes
he won't
answer anymore
not the whiskey
drinkin' indian
or the marine
that went to war
yeah call him
drunken ira hayes
but his land
is just as dry
and his ghost
is lying thirsty
in the ditch
where ira died
Details
- Duration : 4:15
- Key : A
- Genre : Country
- Year released : 1964
- Language : English
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