The Ballad Of Ira Hayes-Peter Lafarge/Phil Ochs

[ti:The Ballad Of Ira Hayes] [ar:Peter Lafarge/Phil Ochs] [al:Bluegrass & More, Vol. 1] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Ballad Of Ira Hayes - Peter Lafarge/Phil Ochs [00:01.01]Ira Hayes [00:03.79] [00:06.20]Ira Hayes [00:09.42] [00:12.01]Call him drunken Ira Hayes [00:16.32]He won't answer anymore [00:19.08] [00:19.80]Not the whiskey drinkin' indian [00:22.29]Nor the marine that went to war [00:25.10] [00:26.62]Gather round me people [00:27.98] [00:28.77]And the story I would tell [00:31.02] [00:31.73]About a brave young indian [00:34.14] [00:34.68]You should remember well [00:36.92] [00:37.65]From the travelled pima indian [00:40.04] [00:40.59]The proud and peaceful man [00:43.05] [00:43.58]Who farmed the phoenix valley [00:46.44]In Arizona land [00:48.57] [00:49.26]Down the ditches [00:50.65]For a thousand years [00:52.11]That sparkling water rushed [00:54.45] [00:54.97]Till the white man stole the water rights [00:57.73]And the runnin' water hushed [01:00.25] [01:00.89]Now Ira's folks were hungry [01:03.31]And their farm grew crops of weeds [01:06.33]But when war came he volunteered [01:09.35]Forgot the white man's greed [01:11.70] [01:13.23]Call him drunken Ira Hayes [01:16.22]He won't answer anymore [01:19.48]Not the whiskey drinkin' indian [01:22.01]Nor the marine that went to war [01:24.88] [01:26.56]Well they started up [01:28.00]Iwo Jima hill [01:29.48]Two hundred and fifty men [01:31.52] [01:32.52]But only twenty seven lived [01:35.40]To walk back down again [01:37.30] [01:38.31]And when that fight was over [01:40.22] [01:41.35]And old glory raised [01:43.27] [01:43.82]Among the men who held it high [01:46.29]Was the indian Ira Hayes [01:48.91] [01:50.54]Call him drunken Ira Hayes [01:53.23]He won't answer anymore [01:56.44]Not the whiskey drinkin' indian [01:58.91]Nor the marine that went to war [02:01.42] [02:03.48]Ira Hayes returned a hero [02:05.65] [02:06.29]Celebrated through this land [02:08.62] [02:09.15]He was wined and speeched and honored [02:11.23] [02:11.75]And everybody shook his hand [02:14.48]But he was just a pima indian [02:16.87] [02:17.39]No water no crops no chance [02:20.17]At home nobody cared what Ira'd done [02:22.92]And when do the indians dance [02:25.57] [02:26.96]Call him drunken Ira Hayes [02:29.72]He won't answer anymore [02:32.85]Not the whiskey drinkin' indian [02:35.28]Nor the marine that went to war [02:38.43] [02:39.86]Then Ira started drinkin' hard [02:42.72]Jail often was his home [02:44.76] [02:45.33]They'd let him raise the flag there and lower it [02:48.11]As you'd throw a dog a bone [02:50.24] [02:51.13]He died drunk early one mornin' [02:53.03]Alone in this land he fought to save [02:55.68] [02:56.44]Two inches of water in a lonely ditch [02:59.11]Was the grave for Ira Hayes [03:01.67] [03:03.07]Call him drunken Ira Hayes [03:05.96]He won't answer anymore [03:09.18]Not the whiskey drinkin' indian [03:11.57]Nor the marine that went to war [03:14.52] [03:15.89]Yes call him drunken Ira Hayes [03:18.76]But his land there's still as dry [03:21.13] [03:21.66]And his ghost it's a lyin' thirsty [03:24.35]In the ditch where Ira died