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The Ballad Of Ira Hayes

アーティスト:Bob Dylan  アルバム:Dylan  作詞:DYLAN BOB  作曲:DYLAN BOB 

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Gather round me 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 were 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


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