Chords for Johnny Cash- The Ballad Of Ira Hayes/As Long As The Grass Shall Grow

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Johnny Cash- The Ballad Of Ira Hayes/As Long As The Grass Shall Grow chords
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I got very little Indian blood in me myself, except in my heart I got 100% for you tonight.
Woo!
Thank you.
Gather round me people, [B] there's a story [E] I would tell
[Gb] about a brave young Indian [B] that we should remember well.
From the tribe of the Pima Indians, a proud and peaceful band
[Gb] who farmed the Phoenix Valley [B] in Arizona land.
Down their ditches for a thousand years, the waters grew Ira's [Gb] people's crops
till a white man stole the water right [B] and the sparkling water stopped.
[Gb] Now Ira's folks were hungry [E] and their land grew crops of wheat.
[Gb] But when war came Ira volunteered [B] and forgot the white man's greed.
All him drunken [Gb] Ira [E] haze, he won't answer anymore.
[Gb] Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian, [Bm] nor the [Gb] marine that went to [B] war.
There they battled up Iwo Jima's Hill, [E] 250 men, [Gb] but only 27 lived to fight back down again.
And when that fight was over, [B] and when old glory raised,
[Gb] among the men to hold it high was the Indian Ira Haze.
All him drunken [B] Ira haze, he won't answer anymore.
[Gb] Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian, [B] nor the marine that went to war.
[Bm] Ira [Gb] Haze returned the hero, [E] celebrated through the land.
He [Gb] was wined and speeched and honored.
[B] Everybody shook his hand, but he was just a Pima Indian.
[E] No water, no crops, no chance.
At home [Gb] nobody cared what Ira done and when did the Indian stand.
And then Ira started drinkin' hard.
Jail was often his home.
[Gb] There they'd let him raise a flag and lower it like you'd throw a dog a bone.
He died drunk early one morning, [B] alone in the land he fought to save.
Two [Gb] inches of water in a lonely ditch was a grave [B] for Ira Haze.
All him [Gb] drunken Ira haze, [E] he won't answer anymore.
[Gb] Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian, nor the [B] marine that went to war.
Yeah, call him drunken Ira Haze.
[E] But his land is just as dry, and [Gb] his ghost is lying thirsty in the [B] ditch where Ira died.
There was [Bb] a meeting held at Independence [F] Hall.
Corn Plant, the chief of the Seneca, [Bb] Red Jacket, and General George Washington.
A map was laid out and a line was drawn and it was promised that
from the Allegheny River here north and east and west, shall be Indian land.
For as long [F] as the moon [Bbm] shall [Bb] rise,
as long [F] as the rivers [Bb] flow,
[Eb] as long as the sun [Bb] will shine,
[Eb] as long as the grass [Bb] shall [F] grow.
Well, the Seneca [Bb] is an Indian [D] tribe of [Eb] the Iroquois Nation.
[F] On the New York-Pennsylvania [Bb] line you'll find their reservation.
[F] After the U.S. [C] Revolution, [Eb] Corn Plant was the chief.
[F] He told his tribe, these men you can [Bb] trust.
That was his true belief.
Well, they [F] went down to Independence [Eb] Hall and there a treaty signed
[F] that promised peace with the USA [Bb] and Indian rights combined.
George Washington gave his signature, [Eb] the government gave its hand,
[F] and they said that now and [Bb] forevermore that [Eb] this is Indian [Bb] land.
As long [F] as the moon [Bb] shall rise,
as long [F] as the [Bb] rivers flow,
as [Eb]
long as the sun [Bb] will [F] shine,
[Eb] as long as the grass [Dm] [F] shall grow.
On the Seneca [C] reservation, [Eb] there is much sadness now.
[F] Washington's treaty has been broken [Bb] and there is no hope, no how.
All across the Allegheny River, [Eb] they've thrown up a dam.
[F] It will flood the Indian country, [Bb] a proud day for Uncle Sam.
But it broke that ancient treaty [Eb] with a politician's grin.
[F] It will flood the Indian graveyards.
[Bb] Corn Plant, can you swim?
Earth is mother to the Seneca, [Eb] to their trampling sacred ground.
[F] Change the mid-green earth to black mud flats,
[Bb] as [F] long as the moon shall rise,
as long as the rivers [Bb] flow.
My brother, are you warm?
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As long [Eb] as the sun [Bb] will shine,
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[Eb] as long as the grass [F] shall grow.
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I got very little Indian blood in me myself, except in my heart I got 100% for you tonight.
Woo! _ _ _ _
_ _ Thank you.
_ Gather round me people, [B] there's a story [E] I would tell
[Gb] about a brave young Indian [B] that we should remember well.
From the tribe of the Pima Indians, a proud and peaceful band
[Gb] who farmed the Phoenix Valley [B] in Arizona land.
Down their ditches for a thousand years, the waters grew Ira's [Gb] people's crops
till a white man stole the water right [B] and the sparkling water stopped.
[Gb] Now Ira's folks were hungry [E] and their land grew crops of wheat.
[Gb] But when war came Ira volunteered [B] and forgot the white man's greed.
All him drunken [Gb] Ira [E] haze, he won't answer anymore.
[Gb] Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian, [Bm] nor the [Gb] marine that went to [B] war.
There they battled up Iwo Jima's Hill, [E] 250 men, [Gb] but only 27 lived to fight back down again.
And when that fight was over, [B] and when old glory raised,
[Gb] among the men to hold it high was the Indian Ira Haze.
_ All him drunken [B] Ira haze, he won't answer anymore.
[Gb] Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian, [B] nor the marine that went to war.
_ _ _ [Bm] Ira [Gb] Haze returned the hero, _ [E] celebrated through the land.
He [Gb] was wined and speeched and honored.
[B] Everybody shook his hand, but he was just a Pima Indian.
[E] No water, no crops, no chance.
At home [Gb] nobody cared what Ira done and when did the Indian stand. _
And then Ira started drinkin' hard.
Jail was often his home.
[Gb] There they'd let him raise a flag and lower it like you'd throw a dog a bone.
He died drunk early one morning, [B] alone in the land he fought to save.
Two [Gb] inches of water in a lonely ditch was a grave [B] for Ira Haze. _
All him [Gb] drunken Ira haze, [E] he won't answer anymore.
[Gb] Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian, nor the [B] marine that went to war.
_ Yeah, call him drunken Ira Haze.
[E] But his land is just as dry, and [Gb] his ghost is lying thirsty in the [B] ditch where Ira died.
_ There was _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ a meeting held at Independence [F] Hall.
Corn Plant, the chief of the Seneca, _ _ [Bb] Red Jacket, and General George Washington.
_ A map was laid out and a line was drawn and it was promised that
from the Allegheny River here north and east and west, shall be Indian land.
_ For as long _ [F] as the moon _ [Bbm] shall [Bb] rise, _
_ _ as long _ [F] as the rivers _ _ [Bb] flow, _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] as long as the sun _ [Bb] will _ shine,
_ _ _ [Eb] as long as the grass [Bb] shall [F] grow. _
_ _ _ _ _ Well, the Seneca [Bb] is an Indian [D] tribe of [Eb] the Iroquois Nation.
[F] On the New York-Pennsylvania [Bb] line you'll find their reservation.
[F] After the U.S. [C] Revolution, [Eb] Corn Plant was the chief.
[F] He told his tribe, these men you can [Bb] trust.
That was his true belief.
Well, they [F] went down to Independence [Eb] Hall and there a treaty signed
[F] that promised peace with the USA [Bb] and Indian rights combined.
George Washington gave his signature, [Eb] the government gave its hand,
[F] and they said that now and [Bb] forevermore that [Eb] this is Indian [Bb] land.
As long _ [F] as the moon _ [Bb] shall _ _ _ rise,
_ as long [F] as the _ [Bb] rivers flow,
as _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb]
long as the sun [Bb] will _ _ [F] shine,
_ _ _ [Eb] as long as the grass [Dm] [F] shall grow.
_ _ _ _ On the Seneca [C] reservation, [Eb] there is much sadness now.
[F] Washington's treaty has been broken [Bb] and there is no hope, no how.
All across the Allegheny River, [Eb] they've thrown up a dam.
[F] It will flood the Indian country, [Bb] a proud day for Uncle Sam.
But it broke that ancient treaty [Eb] with a politician's grin.
[F] It will flood the Indian graveyards.
[Bb] Corn Plant, can you swim? _ _
_ Earth is mother to the Seneca, [Eb] to their trampling sacred ground.
[F] Change the mid-green earth to black mud flats,
[Bb] as _ [F] long _ as the moon _ shall rise, _ _ _ _
_ as long _ as the rivers _ [Bb] flow.
My brother, are you warm?
[F] _
_ As long [Eb] as the sun [Bb] will _ shine,
[F] _ _ _
_ [Eb] as long as the grass [F] shall grow. _ _ _ _
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