The Ballad of Ira Hayes-Bob Dylan
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TXT The Ballad of Ira Hayes-Bob Dylan 文本歌词
The Ballad of Ira Hayes - Bob Dylan
Gather round you people and a story I will tell
About a brave young Indian you should remember well
From the tribe of Pima Indians a proud and a peaceful band
They farmed the Phoenix Valley in Arizona land
Down their ditches for a thousand years the sparkling water rushed
Till their white man stole their water rights and the running water hushed
Now Ira's folks were hungry and their farms ween crops of weeds
But when war came he volunteers and forgot the white man's greed
Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
Yes call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
They started up Iwo Jima Hill 250 men
But only 27 lived to walk back down that hill again
And when the fight was over and the old glory raised
One of the men who held it high was the Indian Ira Hayes
Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
Now Ira returned a hero celebrated throughout the land
He was wined and speeched and honored everybody shook his hand
But he was just a Pima Indian no money no crops no chance
And at home nobody cared what Ira had done
And the wind did the Indian's dance
Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
And Ira started drinking hard Jail was often his home
They let him raise the flag there and lower it like you'd throw a dog a bone
He died drunk early one morning alone in the land he had fought to save
Two inches of water in a lonely ditch was the grave for Ira Hayes
Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
Yes call him Drunken Ira Hayes but his land is still as dry
And his ghost is lying thirsty in the ditch where Ira died
Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war
The Ballad of Ira Hayes-Bob Dylan 推荐歌曲
Dylan (1973)专辑下载
（1973-11-19）