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Peter La Farge
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The Ballad of Ira Hayes
(Peter La Farge)
Ira Hayes,
Ira Hayes.
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 of a thousand years,
The waters 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.
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 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.
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He won't answer anymore.
Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian,
Nor 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,
Nor 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 the land he 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,
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.
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