歌曲 | The Ballad of Ira Hayes |
歌手 | Johnny Cash |
专辑 | Bitter Tears (Ballads of the American Indian) |
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[00:01.13] | Artist:johnny cash |
[00:02.64] | Songs Title:the ballad of ira hayes |
[00:05.70] | |
[00:17.04] | Ira Hayes |
[00:19.78] | |
[00:20.79] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[00:24.53] | He won't answer anymore |
[00:27.71] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[00:30.27] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[00:34.34] | |
[00:39.52] | Gather round me people there's a story I would tell |
[00:44.76] | About a brave young Indian you should remember well |
[00:49.47] | From the land of the Pima Indian |
[00:52.59] | A proud and noble band |
[00:55.15] | Who farmed the Phoenix valley in Arizona land |
[01:01.02] | Down the ditches for a thousand years |
[01:03.39] | The water grew Ira's peoples' crops |
[01:06.01] | 'Till the white man stole the water rights |
[01:08.57] | And the sparklin' water stopped |
[01:11.75] | Now Ira's folks were hungry |
[01:14.25] | And their land grew crops of weeds |
[01:16.80] | When war came, Ira volunteered |
[01:19.55] | And forgot the white man's greed |
[01:20.92] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[01:25.54] | He won't answer anymore |
[01:28.53] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[01:30.97] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[01:33.35] | |
[01:36.53] | There they battled up Iwo Jima's hill, |
[01:39.96] | Two hundred and fifty men |
[01:42.40] | But only twenty-seven lived to walk back down again |
[01:47.51] | And when the fight was over |
[01:49.88] | And when Old Glory raised |
[01:52.63] | Among the men who held it high |
[01:55.31] | Was the Indian, Ira Hayes |
[02:05.67] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[02:08.36] | He won't answer anymore |
[02:11.16] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[02:13.53] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[02:22.02] | Ira returned a hero |
[02:25.02] | Celebrated through the land |
[02:27.26] | He was wined and speeched and honored; |
[02:30.19] | Everybody shook his hand |
[02:32.44] | But he was just a Pima Indian |
[02:35.44] | No water, no crops, no chance |
[02:37.93] | At home nobody cared what Ira'd done |
[02:40.74] | And when did the Indians dance |
[02:43.98] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[02:46.79] | He won't answer anymore |
[02:49.66] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[02:51.85] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[02:54.78] | |
[02:57.83] | Then Ira started drinkin' hard; |
[03:00.70] | Jail was often his home |
[03:03.09] | They'd let him raise the flag and lower it |
[03:05.53] | like you'd throw a dog a bone! |
[03:09.91] | |
[03:10.60] | He died drunk one mornin' |
[03:13.97] | Alone in the land he fought to save |
[03:16.40] | Two inches of water in a lonely ditch |
[03:18.58] | Was a grave for Ira Hayes |
[03:22.14] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[03:24.70] | He won't answer anymore |
[03:27.70] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[03:29.88] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[03:35.00] | Yeah, call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[03:38.74] | But his land is just as dry |
[03:41.42] | And his ghost is lyin' thirsty |
[03:42.58] | |
[03:44.33] | In the ditch where Ira died |
[00:01.13] | Artist: johnny cash |
[00:02.64] | Songs Title: the ballad of ira hayes |
[00:05.70] | |
[00:17.04] | Ira Hayes |
[00:19.78] | |
[00:20.79] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[00:24.53] | He won' t answer anymore |
[00:27.71] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[00:30.27] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[00:34.34] | |
[00:39.52] | Gather round me people there' s a story I would tell |
[00:44.76] | About a brave young Indian you should remember well |
[00:49.47] | From the land of the Pima Indian |
[00:52.59] | A proud and noble band |
[00:55.15] | Who farmed the Phoenix valley in Arizona land |
[01:01.02] | Down the ditches for a thousand years |
[01:03.39] | The water grew Ira' s peoples' crops |
[01:06.01] | ' Till the white man stole the water rights |
[01:08.57] | And the sparklin' water stopped |
[01:11.75] | Now Ira' s folks were hungry |
[01:14.25] | And their land grew crops of weeds |
[01:16.80] | When war came, Ira volunteered |
[01:19.55] | And forgot the white man' s greed |
[01:20.92] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[01:25.54] | He won' t answer anymore |
[01:28.53] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[01:30.97] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[01:33.35] | |
[01:36.53] | There they battled up Iwo Jima' s hill, |
[01:39.96] | Two hundred and fifty men |
[01:42.40] | But only twentyseven lived to walk back down again |
[01:47.51] | And when the fight was over |
[01:49.88] | And when Old Glory raised |
[01:52.63] | Among the men who held it high |
[01:55.31] | Was the Indian, Ira Hayes |
[02:05.67] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[02:08.36] | He won' t answer anymore |
[02:11.16] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[02:13.53] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[02:22.02] | Ira returned a hero |
[02:25.02] | Celebrated through the land |
[02:27.26] | He was wined and speeched and honored |
[02:30.19] | Everybody shook his hand |
[02:32.44] | But he was just a Pima Indian |
[02:35.44] | No water, no crops, no chance |
[02:37.93] | At home nobody cared what Ira' d done |
[02:40.74] | And when did the Indians dance |
[02:43.98] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[02:46.79] | He won' t answer anymore |
[02:49.66] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[02:51.85] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[02:54.78] | |
[02:57.83] | Then Ira started drinkin' hard |
[03:00.70] | Jail was often his home |
[03:03.09] | They' d let him raise the flag and lower it |
[03:05.53] | like you' d throw a dog a bone! |
[03:09.91] | |
[03:10.60] | He died drunk one mornin' |
[03:13.97] | Alone in the land he fought to save |
[03:16.40] | Two inches of water in a lonely ditch |
[03:18.58] | Was a grave for Ira Hayes |
[03:22.14] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[03:24.70] | He won' t answer anymore |
[03:27.70] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[03:29.88] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[03:35.00] | Yeah, call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[03:38.74] | But his land is just as dry |
[03:41.42] | And his ghost is lyin' thirsty |
[03:42.58] | |
[03:44.33] | In the ditch where Ira died |
[00:01.13] | Artist: johnny cash |
[00:02.64] | Songs Title: the ballad of ira hayes |
[00:05.70] | |
[00:17.04] | Ira Hayes |
[00:19.78] | |
[00:20.79] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[00:24.53] | He won' t answer anymore |
[00:27.71] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[00:30.27] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[00:34.34] | |
[00:39.52] | Gather round me people there' s a story I would tell |
[00:44.76] | About a brave young Indian you should remember well |
[00:49.47] | From the land of the Pima Indian |
[00:52.59] | A proud and noble band |
[00:55.15] | Who farmed the Phoenix valley in Arizona land |
[01:01.02] | Down the ditches for a thousand years |
[01:03.39] | The water grew Ira' s peoples' crops |
[01:06.01] | ' Till the white man stole the water rights |
[01:08.57] | And the sparklin' water stopped |
[01:11.75] | Now Ira' s folks were hungry |
[01:14.25] | And their land grew crops of weeds |
[01:16.80] | When war came, Ira volunteered |
[01:19.55] | And forgot the white man' s greed |
[01:20.92] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[01:25.54] | He won' t answer anymore |
[01:28.53] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[01:30.97] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[01:33.35] | |
[01:36.53] | There they battled up Iwo Jima' s hill, |
[01:39.96] | Two hundred and fifty men |
[01:42.40] | But only twentyseven lived to walk back down again |
[01:47.51] | And when the fight was over |
[01:49.88] | And when Old Glory raised |
[01:52.63] | Among the men who held it high |
[01:55.31] | Was the Indian, Ira Hayes |
[02:05.67] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[02:08.36] | He won' t answer anymore |
[02:11.16] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[02:13.53] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[02:22.02] | Ira returned a hero |
[02:25.02] | Celebrated through the land |
[02:27.26] | He was wined and speeched and honored |
[02:30.19] | Everybody shook his hand |
[02:32.44] | But he was just a Pima Indian |
[02:35.44] | No water, no crops, no chance |
[02:37.93] | At home nobody cared what Ira' d done |
[02:40.74] | And when did the Indians dance |
[02:43.98] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[02:46.79] | He won' t answer anymore |
[02:49.66] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[02:51.85] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[02:54.78] | |
[02:57.83] | Then Ira started drinkin' hard |
[03:00.70] | Jail was often his home |
[03:03.09] | They' d let him raise the flag and lower it |
[03:05.53] | like you' d throw a dog a bone! |
[03:09.91] | |
[03:10.60] | He died drunk one mornin' |
[03:13.97] | Alone in the land he fought to save |
[03:16.40] | Two inches of water in a lonely ditch |
[03:18.58] | Was a grave for Ira Hayes |
[03:22.14] | Call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[03:24.70] | He won' t answer anymore |
[03:27.70] | Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian |
[03:29.88] | Nor the Marine that went to war |
[03:35.00] | Yeah, call him drunken Ira Hayes |
[03:38.74] | But his land is just as dry |
[03:41.42] | And his ghost is lyin' thirsty |
[03:42.58] | |
[03:44.33] | In the ditch where Ira died |