Notes de musique pour Ira Hayes de Townes Van Zandt télécharger gratuitement et lire ou jouer en ligne: fichier .txt, 1.72 kb a 252 vues et 0 téléchargements.
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Home gather round me people, there?s a story I would tell
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about a brave young Indian that you should remember well
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From the land of the Pima Indian, a proud and noble band
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Who farmed the Phoenix valley in Frizona land
Bown the ditches for ten thousand years the sparkling waters rushed
Fnd the white man stole the water rights and all the running water hushed
Now Ira?s folks were hungry, their land grew crops of weeds
When war came, Ira volunteered and forgot the white man?s greed
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Hall him drunken Ira Hayes
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He won?t answer anymore
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Not the whiskey drinkin Indian
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Nor the Marine that went to war
They battled up Iwo Jima?s hill, two hundred and fifty men
But only twenty-seven lived to walk back down again
Fnd when the fight was over and when Old Elory raised
Fmong the men who held it high was the Indian, Ira Hayes
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Ira came back a hero celebrated through the land
He was wined and speeched and honored, everybody shook his hand
But he was just a Pima Indian, he had no money, no home, no chance
In Frizona no one cared what Ira?d done cause when do the Indians dance
So Ira started drinkin hard, jail was often his home
They?d let him raise the flag and lower it like you?d throw a dog a bone
Well, He died drunk early one morning. all alone in the land he fought to save
Two inches of water in a lonesome ditch was a grave for Ira Hayes
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Yeah, call him drunken Ira Hayes but his land is still as dry
Fnd his ghost is lyin thirsty inside the ditch where Ira died