[00:00.00] 作词 : LaFarge
[00:02.75]Gather round you people and a story i will tell
[00:10.16]About a brave young indian you should remember well
[00:16.97]From the tribe of pima indians, a proud and a peaceful band
[00:26.81]They farmed the phoenix valley in arizona land
[00:34.34]Down their ditches for a thousand years the sparkling water rushed
[00:43.86]Till their white man stole their water rights and the running water hushed
[00:51.24]Now ira's folks were hungry and their farms wene crops of weeds
[01:00.01]But when war came he volunteers and forgot, the white man's greed
[01:06.93]Call him, drunken ira hayes, he won't answer anymore
[01:14.11]Not the whiskey-drinking indian or the marine who went to war
[01:20.00]Yes, call him, drunken ira hayes, he won't answer anymore
[01:26.60]Not the whiskey-drinking indian or the marine who went to war.
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[01:34.72]They started up iwo jima hill, 250 men
[01:42.03]But only 27 lived to walk back down that hill again
[01:48.20]And when the fight was over and the old glory raised
[01:55.72]One of the men who held it high was the indian ira hayes
[02:01.31]Call him, drunken ira hayes, he won't answer anymore
[02:07.88]Not the whiskey-drinking indian or the marine who went to war
[02:13.89]Call him, drunken ira hayes, he won't answer anymore
[02:21.50]Not the whiskey-drinking indian or the marine who went to war.
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[02:28.93]Now ira returned a hero, celebrated throughout the land
[02:36.04]He was wined and speeched and honored, everybody shook his hand
[02:42.40]But he was just a pima indian, no money crops, no chance
[02:50.53]And at home nobody cared what ira had done and the wind did the indian's
[02:54.80]Dance
[02:58.11]Call him, drunken ira hayes, he won't answer anymore
[03:05.48]Not the whiskey-drinking indian or the marine who went to war
[03:10.88]Call him, drunken ira hayes, he won't answer anymore
[03:17.81]Not the whiskey-drinking indian or the marine who went to war.
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[03:24.40]And ira started drinking hard, jail was often his home
[03:31.77]They let him raise the flag there and lower it like you'd throw a dog a bone
[03:38.04]He died drunk early one morning, alone in the land he'd fought to save
[03:48.08]Two inches of water in a lonely ditch was the grave for ira hayes
[03:55.68]Call him, drunken ira hayes, he won't answer anymore
[04:01.20]Not the whiskey-drinking indian or the marine who went to war
[04:06.64]Yes, call him, drunken ira hayes, he won't answer anymore
[04:13.88]Not the whiskey-drinking indian or the marine who went to war.
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[04:20.16]Yes, call him, drunken ira hayes, but his land is still as dry
[04:28.51]And his ghost is lying thirsty in the ditch where ira died
[04:40.20]Call him, drunken ira hayes, he won't answer anymore
[04:46.88]Not the whiskey-drinking indian or the marine who went to war
[04:52.20]Yes, call him, drunken ira hayes, he won't answer anymore
[04:58.56]Not the whiskey-drinking indian or the marine who went to war.