| Song | The Ballad Of Ira Hayes |
| Artist | Johnny Cash |
| Album | Legend Of Johnny Cash Vol. 2 |
| [00:01.13] | Artist:johnny cash |
| [00:02.64] | Songs Title:the ballad of ira hayes |
| [00:05.70] | |
| [00:17.04] | Ira Hayes |
| [00:19.78] | |
| [00:20.79] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
| [00:24.53] | He won't answer anymore |
| [00:27.71] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
| [00:30.27] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
| [00:34.34] | |
| [00:39.52] | Gather round me people there's a story I would tell |
| [00:44.76] | About a brave young Indian you should remember well |
| [00:49.47] | From the land of the Pima Indian |
| [00:52.59] | A proud and noble band |
| [00:55.15] | Who farmed the Phoenix valley in Arizona land |
| [01:01.02] | Down the ditches for a thousand years |
| [01:03.39] | The water grew Ira's peoples' crops |
| [01:06.01] | 'Till the white man stole the water rights |
| [01:08.57] | And the sparklin' water stopped |
| [01:11.75] | Now Ira's folks were hungry |
| [01:14.25] | And their land grew crops of weeds |
| [01:16.80] | When war came, Ira volunteered |
| [01:19.55] | And forgot the white man's greed |
| [01:20.92] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
| [01:25.54] | He won't answer anymore |
| [01:28.53] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
| [01:30.97] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
| [01:33.35] | |
| [01:36.53] | There they battled up Iwo Jima's hill, |
| [01:39.96] | Two hundred and fifty men |
| [01:42.40] | But only twenty-seven lived to walk back down again |
| [01:47.51] | And when the fight was over |
| [01:49.88] | And when Old Glory raised |
| [01:52.63] | Among the men who held it high |
| [01:55.31] | Was the Indian, Ira Hayes |
| [02:05.67] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
| [02:08.36] | He won't answer anymore |
| [02:11.16] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
| [02:13.53] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
| [02:22.02] | Ira returned a hero |
| [02:25.02] | Celebrated through the land |
| [02:27.26] | He was wined and speeched and honored; |
| [02:30.19] | Everybody shook his hand |
| [02:32.44] | But he was just a Pima Indian |
| [02:35.44] | No water, no crops, no chance |
| [02:37.93] | At home nobody cared what Ira'd done |
| [02:40.74] | And when did the Indians dance |
| [02:43.98] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
| [02:46.79] | He won't answer anymore |
| [02:49.66] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
| [02:51.85] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
| [02:54.78] | |
| [02:57.83] | Then Ira started drinkin' hard; |
| [03:00.70] | Jail was often his home |
| [03:03.09] | They'd let him raise the flag and lower it |
| [03:05.53] | like you'd throw a dog a bone! |
| [03:09.91] | |
| [03:10.60] | He died drunk one mornin' |
| [03:13.97] | Alone in the land he fought to save |
| [03:16.40] | Two inches of water in a lonely ditch |
| [03:18.58] | Was a grave for Ira Hayes |
| [03:22.14] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
| [03:24.70] | He won't answer anymore |
| [03:27.70] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
| [03:29.88] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
| [03:35.00] | Yeah, call him drunken Ira Hayes |
| [03:38.74] | But his land is just as dry |
| [03:41.42] | And his ghost is lyin' thirsty |
| [03:42.58] | |
| [03:44.33] | In the ditch where Ira died |
| [00:01.13] | Artist: johnny cash |
| [00:02.64] | Songs Title: the ballad of ira hayes |
| [00:05.70] | |
| [00:17.04] | Ira Hayes |
| [00:19.78] | |
| [00:20.79] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
| [00:24.53] | He won' t answer anymore |
| [00:27.71] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
| [00:30.27] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
| [00:34.34] | |
| [00:39.52] | Gather round me people there' s a story I would tell |
| [00:44.76] | About a brave young Indian you should remember well |
| [00:49.47] | From the land of the Pima Indian |
| [00:52.59] | A proud and noble band |
| [00:55.15] | Who farmed the Phoenix valley in Arizona land |
| [01:01.02] | Down the ditches for a thousand years |
| [01:03.39] | The water grew Ira' s peoples' crops |
| [01:06.01] | ' Till the white man stole the water rights |
| [01:08.57] | And the sparklin' water stopped |
| [01:11.75] | Now Ira' s folks were hungry |
| [01:14.25] | And their land grew crops of weeds |
| [01:16.80] | When war came, Ira volunteered |
| [01:19.55] | And forgot the white man' s greed |
| [01:20.92] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
| [01:25.54] | He won' t answer anymore |
| [01:28.53] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
| [01:30.97] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
| [01:33.35] | |
| [01:36.53] | There they battled up Iwo Jima' s hill, |
| [01:39.96] | Two hundred and fifty men |
| [01:42.40] | But only twentyseven lived to walk back down again |
| [01:47.51] | And when the fight was over |
| [01:49.88] | And when Old Glory raised |
| [01:52.63] | Among the men who held it high |
| [01:55.31] | Was the Indian, Ira Hayes |
| [02:05.67] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
| [02:08.36] | He won' t answer anymore |
| [02:11.16] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
| [02:13.53] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
| [02:22.02] | Ira returned a hero |
| [02:25.02] | Celebrated through the land |
| [02:27.26] | He was wined and speeched and honored |
| [02:30.19] | Everybody shook his hand |
| [02:32.44] | But he was just a Pima Indian |
| [02:35.44] | No water, no crops, no chance |
| [02:37.93] | At home nobody cared what Ira' d done |
| [02:40.74] | And when did the Indians dance |
| [02:43.98] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
| [02:46.79] | He won' t answer anymore |
| [02:49.66] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
| [02:51.85] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
| [02:54.78] | |
| [02:57.83] | Then Ira started drinkin' hard |
| [03:00.70] | Jail was often his home |
| [03:03.09] | They' d let him raise the flag and lower it |
| [03:05.53] | like you' d throw a dog a bone! |
| [03:09.91] | |
| [03:10.60] | He died drunk one mornin' |
| [03:13.97] | Alone in the land he fought to save |
| [03:16.40] | Two inches of water in a lonely ditch |
| [03:18.58] | Was a grave for Ira Hayes |
| [03:22.14] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
| [03:24.70] | He won' t answer anymore |
| [03:27.70] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
| [03:29.88] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
| [03:35.00] | Yeah, call him drunken Ira Hayes |
| [03:38.74] | But his land is just as dry |
| [03:41.42] | And his ghost is lyin' thirsty |
| [03:42.58] | |
| [03:44.33] | In the ditch where Ira died |