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Video Karaoke The Ballad of Ira Hayes - Johnny Cash

Este tema es una versión de The Ballad of Ira Hayes, que popularizó Johnny Cash

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Tempo: variable (alrededor de 181 BPM)

Tonalidad idéntica al original: LA

Duración: 04:06 - Escuchar en: 02:41

Fecha de publicación: 1964
Géneros: Country, En inglés
Compositor original: Peter LaFarge
Adaptador: Hugues Aufray

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Letra The Ballad of Ira Hayes

Ira Hayes
Ira Hayes
Call him drunken Ira Hayes
He won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey drinking Indian nor the marine that went to war
Gather 'round me people
There is a story I would tell 'bout a brave young Indian you should remember well
From the land of the Pima Indian a proud and noble band who farmed the Phoenix Valley in Arizona land
Down the ditches of thousand years the waters grew
Ira's peoples' crops
'Till the white man stole their water rights and the sparkling water stopped
Now, Ira's folks were hungry and their land grew crops of weeds
When war came
Ira volunteered and forgot the white man's greed
Call him drunken Ira Hayes
He won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey drinking Indian nor the marine that went to war
There they battled up
Iwo Jima hill
Two hundred and fifty men
But only twenty-seven lived to walk back down again
And when the fight was over and Old Glory raised
Among 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 nor the marine that went to war
Ira Hayes returned a hero celebrated through the land
He was wined and speeched and honored
Everybody shook his hand
But he was just a Pima Indian no water, no home, no chance at home nobody cared what Ira have done
And when did the Indians dance
Call him drunken Ira Hayes
He won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey drinking Indian nor the marine that went to war
Then Ira started drinking hard
Jail was often his home
They let him raise the flag and lower it
Like you'd throw a dog a bone
He died drunk early one morning alone in the land he fought to save
Two inches of water and a lonely ditch was a grave for Ira Hayes
Call him drunken Ira Hayes
He won't answer anymore
Not the whiskey drinking Indian nor the marine that went to war
Yeah, call him drunken
Ira Hayes
But his land is just as dry and his ghost is lying thirsty in the ditch where Ira died

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