The Ballad Of Ira Hayes - Kris Kristofferson

The Ballad Of Ira Hayes

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Intro
C
 
[Refrão]
C
Call him drunken Ira Hayes
F
He won't answer anymore,
G
Not the whiskey-drinkin' Indian,
C
Or the Marine who went to war.
 
[Verso 1]
C F
Gather round me, people, there's a story I would tell,
G C
About the brave young Indian who you'd soon remember well;
C F
From the land of the Pima Indians, a proud and noble band,
G C
Who farmed the Phoenix Valley in Arizona land.
 
[Verso 2]
C F
Down their ditches for a thousand years the waters grew Ira's people's crops,
G C
Till the white man stole their water rights and the sparklin' water stopped.
C F
Now Ira's folks grew hungry, and their lands grew crops of weeds.
G C
Now when war came out, Ira volunteered and forgot the white man's greed.
 
[Refrão]
C
Call him drunken Ira Hayes
F
He won't answer anymore,
G
Not the whiskey-drinkin' Indian,
C
Or the Marine who went to war.
 
[Verso 3]
C F
They battled up Iwo Jima hill two hundred and fifty men,
G C
But only twenty-seven lived to walk back down again;
C F
When the fight was over and Old Glory raised
G C
Among the men who held it high was the Indian Ira Hayes.
 
[Refrão]
C
Call him drunken Ira Hayes
F
He won't answer anymore,
G
Not the whiskey-drinkin' Indian,
C
Or the Marine who went to war.
 
[Verso 4]
C F
Ira Hayes returned a hero, celebrated through the land,
G C
He was wined and speeched and honored, everybody shook his hand;
C F
But he was just a Pima Indian; no water, no land, no chance;
G C
Back home nobody cared what Ira done and when did the Indians dance?
 
[Refrão]
C
Call him drunken Ira Hayes
F
He won't answer anymore,
G
Not the whiskey-drinkin' Indian,
C
Or the Marine who went to war.
 
[Verso 5]
C F
Ira started drinkin' hard, jail was often his home;
G C
They let him raise the flag and lower it, like you'd throw a dog a bone;
C F
He died drunk early one morning alone in the land he'd fought to save;
G C
Two inches of water in a lonely ditch, was the grave for Ira Hayes.
 
[Refrão]
C
Call him drunken Ira Hayes
F
He won't answer anymore,
G
Not the whiskey-drinkin' Indian,
C
Or the Marine who went to war.
 
[Refrão]
C
Yea, call him drunken Ira Hayes,
F
But his land is just as dry,
G
And his ghost is lying thirsty
C
In the ditch where Ira died.
 
{Trumpet Instrumental}
N.C.

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