Chords for The Ballad of Ira Hayes - Kris Kristofferson
Tempo:
87.7 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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Call him drunk and I will haze, he [F] won't answer anymore.
war.
[G] about three young Indians, [C] who knew the truth and I know well.
From the land of the Pima Indians, [F] a proud noble man,
who [G] farmed the Phoenix Valley, out [C] in Arizona.
Down the ditches a thousand years, [F] water grew Irish people's crops.
[C] The [G] white man's gold water rise, and the sparkling water stop.
The Irish folks grew hungry, [F] their land grew crops of weeds.
war.
[G] about three young Indians, [C] who knew the truth and I know well.
From the land of the Pima Indians, [F] a proud noble man,
who [G] farmed the Phoenix Valley, out [C] in Arizona.
Down the ditches a thousand years, [F] water grew Irish people's crops.
[C] The [G] white man's gold water rise, and the sparkling water stop.
The Irish folks grew hungry, [F] their land grew crops of weeds.
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Call him drunk and I will haze, he [F] won't answer anymore.
[C] [G] I'm the whiskey dragon and [C] he's the lord of the ring that went to war.
Gather round me people, there's a story I will tell,
_ [G] about three young Indians, [C] who knew the truth and I know well.
From the land of the Pima Indians, [F] a proud noble man,
who [G] farmed the Phoenix Valley, out [C] in Arizona. _
_ Down the ditches a thousand years, [F] water grew Irish people's crops.
[C] The [G] white man's gold water rise, and the sparkling water stop.
The Irish folks grew hungry, [F] their land grew crops of weeds.
[G] When war came, Irish [C] volunteers forgot the white man's greed. _
Call him drunk and I will haze, he [F] won't answer anymore.
[G] I'm the whiskey dragon and [C] he's the lord of the ring that went to war.
When battled up, he would give him a [F] hill, two hundred and fifty men.
[G] But only twenty-seven lived, [C] who walked right down again.
_ When the fight was over, [F] an old glory raved,
[G] Among the men who held her high, was the Indian Ira Haze.
Call him drunk and I will haze, he [C] won't answer anymore.
[G] I'm the whiskey dragon and he's the [C] lord of the ring that went to war.
_ Ira Haze returned a hero, [F] celebrated through the land.
[G] He was wined and speeched and honored, [C] everybody shook his hand.
But he was just a Fema Indian, [F] no water, no land, no chance.
[G] Back home, nobody cared what Ira had done.
[C] When did he leave them?
_ Call him drunk and I will haze, [F] he won't answer anymore.
[C] I'm the [G] whiskey dragon and he's the lord of the ring that went to war.
[G] Ira started drinking hard, [F] and Jail was off his home.
[G] He lit a rave with a flag of glory.
[C] That youth sold a dog and bone.
And he died drunk early one morning, [F] alone in the land he fought to save.
[G] Two inches of water in a lonely ditch [C] was the grave for Ira Haze.
_ Call him drunk and I will haze, [F] he won't answer anymore.
[C] [G] I'm the whiskey dragon and he's the [C] lord of the ring that went to war.
_ Yeah, call him drunk and [F] I will haze, the land was just as [G] dry.
And scoats of [C] laughter in the ditch where Ira died. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[N] Thank you.
Johnny Cash has always stood up for the underdog.
Call him drunk and I will haze, he [F] won't answer anymore.
[C] [G] I'm the whiskey dragon and [C] he's the lord of the ring that went to war.
Gather round me people, there's a story I will tell,
_ [G] about three young Indians, [C] who knew the truth and I know well.
From the land of the Pima Indians, [F] a proud noble man,
who [G] farmed the Phoenix Valley, out [C] in Arizona. _
_ Down the ditches a thousand years, [F] water grew Irish people's crops.
[C] The [G] white man's gold water rise, and the sparkling water stop.
The Irish folks grew hungry, [F] their land grew crops of weeds.
[G] When war came, Irish [C] volunteers forgot the white man's greed. _
Call him drunk and I will haze, he [F] won't answer anymore.
[G] I'm the whiskey dragon and [C] he's the lord of the ring that went to war.
When battled up, he would give him a [F] hill, two hundred and fifty men.
[G] But only twenty-seven lived, [C] who walked right down again.
_ When the fight was over, [F] an old glory raved,
[G] Among the men who held her high, was the Indian Ira Haze.
Call him drunk and I will haze, he [C] won't answer anymore.
[G] I'm the whiskey dragon and he's the [C] lord of the ring that went to war.
_ Ira Haze returned a hero, [F] celebrated through the land.
[G] He was wined and speeched and honored, [C] everybody shook his hand.
But he was just a Fema Indian, [F] no water, no land, no chance.
[G] Back home, nobody cared what Ira had done.
[C] When did he leave them?
_ Call him drunk and I will haze, [F] he won't answer anymore.
[C] I'm the [G] whiskey dragon and he's the lord of the ring that went to war.
[G] Ira started drinking hard, [F] and Jail was off his home.
[G] He lit a rave with a flag of glory.
[C] That youth sold a dog and bone.
And he died drunk early one morning, [F] alone in the land he fought to save.
[G] Two inches of water in a lonely ditch [C] was the grave for Ira Haze.
_ Call him drunk and I will haze, [F] he won't answer anymore.
[C] [G] I'm the whiskey dragon and he's the [C] lord of the ring that went to war.
_ Yeah, call him drunk and [F] I will haze, the land was just as [G] dry.
And scoats of [C] laughter in the ditch where Ira died. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[N] Thank you.
Johnny Cash has always stood up for the underdog.


























