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      The Ballad Of Ira Hayes

      Johnny Cash

      Album: Live At Madison Square Garden

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      Johnny Cash - The Ballad Of Ira Hayes Música y Letra

      Ira Hayes,
      Ira Hayes
      
      [CHORUS:]
      Call him drunken Ira Hayes
      He won't answer anymore
      Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian
      Nor the Marine that went to war
      
      Gather round me people there's a story I would tell
      About 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 for a thousand years
      The water grew Ira's peoples' crops
      'Till the white man stole the 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
      
      [CHORUS:]
      Call him drunken Ira Hayes
      He won't answer anymore
      Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian
      Nor the Marine that went to war
      
      There they battled up Iwo Jima's hill,
      Two hundred and fifty men
      But only twenty-seven lived to walk back down again
      
      And when the fight was over
      And when Old Glory raised
      Among the men who held it high
      Was the Indian, Ira Hayes
      
      [CHORUS:]
      Call him drunken Ira Hayes
      He won't answer anymore
      Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian
      Nor the Marine that went to war
      
      Ira 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 crops, no chance
      At home nobody cared what Ira'd done
      And when did the Indians dance
      
      [CHORUS:]
      Call him drunken Ira Hayes
      He won't answer anymore
      Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian
      Nor the Marine that went to war
      
      Then Ira started drinkin' hard;
      Jail was often his home
      They'd let him raise the flag and lower it
      like you'd throw a dog a bone!
      
      He died drunk one mornin'
      Alone in the land he fought to save
      Two inches of water in a lonely ditch
      Was a grave for Ira Hayes
      
      [CHORUS:]
      Call him drunken Ira Hayes
      He won't answer anymore
      Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian
      Nor the Marine that went to war
      
      Yeah, call him drunken Ira Hayes
      But his land is just as dry
      And his ghost is lyin' thirsty
      In the ditch where Ira died

      Johnny Cash - The Ballad Of Ira Hayes Música y Letra

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