Pinwheel of Death

Johnny Cash


SONGS

Writers Peter La Farge

Genres Country, Americana, Classic Country, Spoken Word

Recorded 1969

Lyrics Chorus:
CALL HIM DRUNKEN IRA HAYES,
HE WON'T ANSWER ANY MORE
NOT THE WHISKEY DRINKIN' INDIAN,
NOT THE MARINE WHO WENT TO WAR.

verse 1:
GATHER 'ROUND ME PEOPLE,
THERE'S A STORY I WOULD TELL
ABOUT A BRAVE YOUNG INDIAN
YOU SHOULD REMEMBER WELL
FROM THE LAND OF THE PIMA INDIANS -
A PROUD AND NOBLE BAND,
WHO FARMED THE PHOENIX VALLEY -
IN ARIZONA LAND.

verse 2:
DOWN THEIR DITCHES
FOR A THOUSAND YEARS -
THE WATERS GREW IRA'S PEOPLE'S CROPS,
TILL THE WHITE MAN
STOLE THEIR WATER RIGHTS -
AND THEIR SPARKLIN' WATER STOPPED.
NOW IRA'S FOLKS GREW HUNGRY -
AND THEIR LAND GREW CROPS OF WEEDS.
WHEN WAR CAME IRA VOLUNTEERED -
AND FORGOT
THE WHITE MAN'S GREED.

Chorus:
CALL HIM DRUNKEN IRA HAYES,
HE WON'T ANSWER ANY MORE
NOT THE WHISKEY DRINKIN' INDIAN,
NOT THE MARINE WHO WENT TO WAR.

verse 3:
WELL, THEY BATTLE UP IWO JIMA HILL -
TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY MEN,
BUT ONLY TWENTY SEVEN LIVED
TO WALK BACK DOWN AGAIN
WHEN THE FIGHT WAS OVER -
AND OLD GLORY RAISED,
AMONG THE MEN WHO HELD IT HIGH
WAS INDIAN IRA HAYES.

Chorus:
CALL HIM DRUNKEN IRA HAYES,
HE WON'T ANSWER ANY MORE
NOT THE WHISKEY DRINKIN' INDIAN,
NOT THE MARINE WHO WENT TO WAR.

verse 4:
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 HAD DONE -
AND WHEN DO THE INDIANS DANCE?

Chorus:
CALL HIM DRUNKEN IRA HAYES,
HE WON'T ANSWER ANY MORE
NOT THE WHISKEY DRINKIN' INDIAN,
NOT THE MARINE WHO WENT TO WAR.

verse 5:
THEN IRA STARTED DRINKIN' HARD,
JAIL WAS OFTEN HIS HOME
THEY LET HIM RAISE THE FLAG
AND LOWER IT,
AS YOU WOULD THROW A DOG A BONE
HE DIED DRUNK EARLY ONE MORNING,
ALONE IN THE LAND HE'D FOUGHT TO SAVE
TWO INCHES OF WATER IN A LONELY DITCH -
WAS THE GRAVE FOR IRA HAYES.

Chorus:
CALL HIM DRUNKEN IRA HAYES,
HE WON'T ANSWER ANY MORE
NOT THE WHISKEY DRINKIN' INDIAN,
NOT THE MARINE WHO WENT TO WAR.

verse 6:
YEAH! CALL HIM DRUNKEN IRA HAYES,
BUT HIS LAND IS JUST AS DRY,
AND THE GHOST IS LYING THIRSTY
IN THE DITCH WHERE IRA DIED.
TERRITORIAL RESTRICTIONS
MAY APPLY TO THIS TITLE.

Alt. Title Goodbye, Little Darling, Goodbye

Writers Gene Autry, John Marvin

Genres Country, Pop, Classic Country

Recorded 1959

Lyrics GOODBYE, LITTLE DARLIN',
WE'RE PARTIN'
OUR LOVE
HAS ONLY BEEN A LIE.
YOU'VE FOUND
SOMEONE NEW,
THERE'S NOTHING
LEFT TO DO.
GOODBYE,
LITTLE DARLIN',
GOODBYE.

GOODBYE, LITTLE DARLIN',
I'M LEAVIN'
KISS ME
ONE TENDER LAST GOODBYE.
I'VE FOUND OUT TODAY
I'M ONLY IN YOUR WAY.
GOODBYE, LITTLE DARLIN',
GOODBYE.

GOODBYE, LITTLE DARLIN',
I'LL MISS YOU
JUST LIKE THE STARS
WOULD MISS THE SKY.
THOUGH WE HAVE TO PART,
YOU'LL ALWAYS HAVE
MY HEART.
GOODBYE,
LITTLE DARLIN',
GOODBYE.

additional lyrics:
GOODBYE, LITTLE DARLIN',
WE'RE PARTING
PARTING
DON'T ALWAYS MEAN GOODBYE.
ALTHOUGH WE HAVE TO PART,
YOU'RE ALWAYS IN MY HEART.
GOODBYE,
LITTLE DARLIN',
GOODBYE.

GOODBYE, LITTLE DARLIN',
I'LL MISS YOU
MISS YOU
LIKE THE STARS
WOULD MISS THE SKY.
I HATE TO SEE YOU GO,
I'M GONNA MISS YOU SO.
GOODBYE,
LITTLE DARLIN',
GOODBYE.

GOODBYE, LITTLE DARLIN',
I LOVE YOU
I LOVE YOU
UNTIL THE DAY I DIE.
WILL YOU DREAM
A DREAM OF ME,
WHEREVER
YOU MAY BE?
GOODBYE,
LITTLE DARLIN',
GOODBYE.
Writers George Jones

Genres Country, Classic Country, Marriage

Recorded 1965

Lyrics WELL, I'VE COME HERE
TO TELL YOU FOLKS
I'M RAGGED BUT I'M RIGHT,
I'M A TRAMP
AND A ROUNDER,
I STAY OUT LATE
AT NIGHT.
A PORTERHOUSE STEAK
THREE TIMES A DAY
FOR MY BOARD,
THAT'S MORE
THAN ANY LOAFER
IN THIS BIG TOWN
CAN AFFORD.

WELL,
A BIG ELECTRIC FAN
TO KEEP ME COOL
WHEN I SLEEP,
A LITTLE BABY BOY
TO PLAY AROUND
DADDY'S FEET.
I'M A RAMBLER,
I'M A GAMBLER,
AND I LEAD
EV'RY LIFE
'CAUSE I TELL YOU FOLKS
I'M RAGGED BUT I'M RIGHT.

NOW WHEN I GOT MARRIED
I KNEW I'D SETTLE DOWN
AND BUILD
A LITTLE LOVE NEST
RIGHT HERE
IN MY HOME TOWN.
SO NOW
I'VE GOT A FAMILY,
ONE THAT
I'M PROUD OF,
I KNOW THAT
I'LL BE HAPPY
'CAUSE THEY'RE
THE ONES I LOVE.

WELL,
A BIG ELECTRIC FAN
TO KEEP ME COOL
WHEN I SLEEP,
A LITTLE BABY BOY
TO PLAY AROUND
DADDY'S FEET.
I'M A RAMBLER,
I'M A GAMBLER,
AND I LEAD
EV'RY LIFE
'CAUSE I TELL YOU FOLKS
I'M RAGGED BUT I'M RIGHT.
Writers Darrell Edwards, George Jones

Genres Country, Ballad, Seasons, Classic Country

Recorded 1960

Lyrics verse 1:
THE SEASONS COME,
THE SEASONS GO,
WE GET A LITTLE SUNSHINE,
RAIN AND SNOW
JUST THE WAY
IT WAS PLANNED TO BE
BUT THERE'S NO SEASON
IN MY HEART
WHILE YOU PLAY
THE LEADING PART,
'CAUSE THE FLOWERS BLOOM
ETERNALLY.

Chorus:
YOUR LEAVING
WILL BRING AUTUMN SORROW
AND MY TEARS
LIKE WITHERED LEAVES WILL FALL
BUT SPRING
COULD BRING
SOME GLAD TOMORROW,
AND, DARLIN',
WE COULD BE HAPPY AFTER ALL.

verse 2:
AS IT IS IN NATURE'S PLAN,
NO SEASON GETS THE UPPER HAND,
OH, HOW I TRY
TO KEEP THIS FACT IN MIND
THE TREES ARE BARE,
THE COLD WINDS BLOW,
AND BY EXPERIENCE
WE SHOULD KNOW
THAT WINTER COMES,
BUT SPRING IS CLOSE BEHIND.

Chorus:
YOUR LEAVING
WILL BRING AUTUMN SORROW
AND MY TEARS
LIKE WITHERED LEAVES WILL FALL
BUT SPRING
COULD BRING
SOME GLAD TOMORROW,
AND, DARLIN',
WE COULD BE HAPPY AFTER ALL.
Writers Autry Inman

Genres Country, Classic Country

Recorded 1960

Lyrics I WALKED UP
TO THE DESK
AND ASKED THE MAN
ABOUT A ROOM,
HE GOT THE REGISTRATION CARD,
I SIGNED IT
LIKE A GROOM.
I TOOK THE ELEVATOR
TO THE FLOOR
WE WERE ASSIGNED,
I FUMBLED
WITH THE LOCK
THE WAY I DID
THE OTHER TIME.
INSIDE I THOUGHT
OF ALL THE THINGS
THAT STARTED IN THIS ROOM
I'M ALONE
ON OUR SECOND HONEYMOON.
I HOPE
THAT YOU ARE HAPPY
AND I WISH
WITH ALL MY MIGHT
YOU'LL NEVER KNOW
THE EMPTINESS
IN THIS ROOM TONIGHT.
THE MEM'RY
OF OUR HAPPY YEARS
I'LL BURY
IN THIS TOMB
I'M ALONE
ON OUR SECOND HONEYMOON.

I LOOK AROUND THE ROOM
AND SEE YOU
STANDING EV'RYWHERE,
THE FRAGRANCE
OF YOUR BRIDAL FLOWERS
SEEMS TO FILL THE AIR.
THE BLUSHING BRIDE
THAT GAVE ME
SUCH A FREE
AND WINNING KISS,
HER LOVING ARMS
AROUND ME
AS SHE OFFERED
WEDDED BLISS.
WE SAID
THAT WE'D RETURN
AND LIVE IT OVER
IN THIS ROOM
I'M ALONE
ON OUR SECOND HONEYMOON.
I HEAR
THE HAPPY PEOPLE
LAUGHING IN THE STREET
BELOW,
BUT THE LONELINESS
I FEEL TONIGHT
I HOPE
YOU NEVER KNOW.
THE LIFE
THAT WAS A HAPPY SONG
HAS ENDED
MUCH TOO SOON
I'M ALONE
ON OUR SECOND HONEYMOON.
Writers Moon Mullican, Sydney Nathan, Ervin Rouse

Genres Country, Ballad, Classic Country, Family

Recorded 1987

Lyrics JUST AS FAR AS I CAN REMEMBER
SHE'LL REMAIN
THE ROSE IN MY HEART
MOM TOOK SICK
ALONG IN DECEMBER,
FEBRUARY
BROUGHT US BROKEN HEARTS.
THE REASON
WE'VE NOT CALLED
A FAMILY REUNION
WE KNEW SHE WOULDN'T BE THERE.
BUT SINCE WE'VE THOUGHT IT OVER,
MAMA,
WE KNOW YOUR SPIRIT IS THERE.

NO,
NO,
I CAN'T FORGET THE HOURS,
YOU'RE THE DEAREST MOM
AND SWEETER THAN THE FLOWERS.
NO,
NO,
THERE'S NO NEED TO BOTHER,
TO SPEAK OF YOU NOW
WOULD ONLY HURT FATHER.
OH,
NO,
MAMA WE'LL NEVER FORGET YOU
AND SOMEDAY
WE'LL MEET YOU UP THERE.

WE ALL GATHERED 'ROUND,
I STARED AT THEIR FACES,
ALL HEADS WERE BOWED DOWN
MIGHTY LOW,
THAT WAS ONE TIME MAMA,
WE ALL HAD TO FACE IT
IT HURTS SO BAD YOU KNOW.

NO,
NO,
I CAN'T FORGET THE HOURS,
YOU'RE THE DEAREST MOM
AND SWEETER THAN THE FLOWERS.
NO,
NO,
THERE'S NO NEED TO BOTHER,
TO SPEAK OF YOU NOW
WOULD ONLY HURT FATHER.
OH,
NO,
MAMA WE'LL NEVER FORGET YOU
AND SOMEDAY
WE'LL MEET YOU UP THERE.