Pinwheel of Death

Peter La Farge


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.
 

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