Tom: Gb major
Verse 1
F#
B
F#
Call him drunken Ira Hayes,
C#
Not the whiskey drinking Indian,
B
F#
nor the Marine that went to war.
Come gather round, you people,
C#
About a brave young Indian
From the tribe of Pima Indians,
B
a proud and peaceful band
C#
That farmed the Phoenix Valley
Down their ditches for a thousand years
B
the sparkling water rushed
F#
Till the white man stole their water rights,
and the running water hushed.
Now Ira's folks were hungry,
B
their farm grew crops of weeds.
F#
Until war came, and he volunteered,
and forgot the white
man's greed.
Call him drunken Ira,
B
hey, she won't answer anymore.
C#
Not the whiskey -drinkin' Indian
B
F#
B
F#
or the Marine that went to war
They battled up Iwo Jima Hill,
F#
C#
F#
But only 27 lived to walk back down again
And when the fight was over
B
and old glory had been raised
that held her high
F#
was the Indian Ir a Hayes.
Call him drunken Ira Hayes,
C#
Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian
B
F#
B
or the Marine that went to war.
F#
Now Ira Hayes returned a hero,
B
celebrated through the land.
F#
He was wined and speeched
F#
Everybody shook his hand.
But he's just a Pima Indian,
G#m
F#
no water, no crops, no chance.
C#
Back home, nobody cared what Ira
had done.
F#
When do the Indians dance?
Now Ira started drinking hard.
G#m
Jail often was his home.
and lower it like he'd throw a dog a bone.
He died drunk early one morning,
B
all alone in the land that he'd
fought to save.
C#
Six inches of water in a lonely ditch
F#
C#
F#
was the grave of Ira Hayes.
Call him drunken Ira Hayes,
B
he won't an swer anymore.
C#
Not the whiskey -drinkin' Indian
B
F#
or the Marine that went to war.
Sure, call him drunken Ira Hayes,
B
but his land is still as dry
C#
and his ghost is lying thirsty
F#
B
in the ditch where Ira died.
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