《The Ballad of Ira Hayes(Remaster)》歌词

[00:00:00] The Ballad of Ira Hayes (Remastered) - Bob Dylan

[00:00:02] Gather round you people and a story I will tell

[00:00:09] About a brave young Indian you should remember well

[00:00:16] From the tribe of Pima Indians a proud and a peaceful band

[00:00:26] They farmed the Phoenix Valley in Arizona land

[00:00:34] Down their ditches for a thousand years the sparkling water rushed

[00:00:43] Till their white man stole their water rights and the running water hushed

[00:00:51] Now Ira's folks were hungry and their farms ween crops of weeds

[00:00:59] But when war came he volunteers and forgot the white man's greed

[00:01:06] Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore

[00:01:14] Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war

[00:01:19] Yes call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore

[00:01:26] Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war

[00:01:33] They started up Iwo Jima Hill 250 men

[00:01:42] But only 27 lived to walk back down that hill again

[00:01:48] And when the fight was over and the old glory raised

[00:01:55] One of the men who held it high was the Indian Ira Hayes

[00:02:01] Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore

[00:02:08] Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war

[00:02:13] Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore

[00:02:21] Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war

[00:02:28] Now Ira returned a hero celebrated throughout the land

[00:02:36] He was wined and speeched and honored everybody shook his hand

[00:02:42] But he was just a Pima Indian no money no crops no chance

[00:02:50] And at home nobody cared what Ira had done

[00:02:53] And the wind did the Indian's dance

[00:02:58] Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore

[00:03:05] Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war

[00:03:11] Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore

[00:03:17] Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war

[00:03:24] And Ira started drinking hard Jail was often his home

[00:03:31] They let him raise the flag there and lower it like you'd throw a dog a bone

[00:03:38] He died drunk early one morning alone in the land he had fought to save

[00:03:48] Two inches of water in a lonely ditch was the grave for Ira Hayes

[00:03:54] Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore

[00:04:01] Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war

[00:04:06] Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore

[00:04:13] Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war

[00:04:20] Yes call him Drunken Ira Hayes but his land is still as dry

[00:04:28] And his ghost is lying thirsty in the ditch where Ira died

[00:04:40] Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore

[00:04:47] Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war

[00:04:52] Call him Drunken Ira Hayes he won't answer anymore

[00:04:58] Not the whiskey-drinking Indian or the marine who went to war