Letra de
Ballad of Ira Hayes

Ira Hayes Ira Hayes
{CHORUS:} Call him drunken Ira Hayes
he wonFt answer anymore
not the whiskey drinkinF Indian
nor the Marine that went to war
Gather round me people thereFs a story I would tell
about a brave young Indian you should remember well
From the land of the Pima Indian a proud and noble band