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Bacon Rind, Chief Seattle, The Ballad Of Ira Hayes easy guitar chords by Tom Russell
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C
F
Am
G
A
E
F#m
B
D
C
F
Am
G
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B
D
Verse 1
Bacon
Ryan
was
an
old
sage
chief.
He
wore
a
regal
hat.
I
found
him
in
a
gas
station
painted
on
one
of
those
giveaway
glasses.
Said
to
Indians
of
Oklahoma,
you
can
collect
the
entire
set.
Hunting
horse,
sequoia,
dull
knife,
I
don't
have
them all
yet.
As
I
drive
across
this
wild
ground
for
what
wisdom
I
can find,
I
thought
of
those
gas
station
drinking
glasses
and
a
chief
called
Bacon
Ry
an.
Chief
Seattle
stared
into the
yellow
eyes
of
the mission
padre
and
then spit
on
the ground
and
said
your
religion
was
written
on
tablets
of
stone
by
the
iron
finger
of
an angry
God
our
religion
is
the tradition
of
our
ancestors
in
the
dreams
of
our
old men
given
to
them in
the solemn
hours
of
the night
by
the
great
spirit.
Our
religion
is
in the
visions
of our
leaders
and
it is
written
in
the hearts
of
our people.
The
mission
father
wrote
off
to preach
the
Ten
Commandments
to
those who
had
stopped
listening
with their
hearts.
Come
gather
round
me,
people,
a
story
I
will
tell
About
a
brave
young
Indian
you
should
remember
well
From
the
land
of
the
Pima
Indian,
a
proud
and
a
noble
band
who
farmed
the
Phoenix
Valley
down
in
Arizona
land.
Down
their
ditches
for
a
thousand
years
the
water
grew
our
people's
crops
till
the
white
man
stole
their
water
right
s an
d
the
rippling
waters
stopped.
Now
Ira's
folks
was
hungry,
but
their
land
grew
crops
of
weed
s
But
when
war
came,
Ira
volunteered,
forgot
the
white
man's
deeds
Call
him
Junkin'
Ira
Hayes,
he
won't
answer
anymore
Not
the
whiskey
drinkin'
Indian,
or
the
Marine
that
went
to
war
They
battled
up
Iwo
Jima
Hill,
119
men,
but
only
27
lived
to
walk
back
down
again.
And
when the
smoke
had
cleared
an
d
old
glory
raised,
among
the
men
that
held
it
high
was
the
Indian
Ira
Hayes.
Ira
Hayes
returned
a
hero
He
was
celebrated
throughout
the
land
Oh
he was
wined
and
speeched
and honored
And
everybody
held
his
hand
But
he was
just
a
Pima
Indian
No
water
,
no
home,
no
chance
Yeah,
back
home
no
one
cared
what
Ira
done
Hell,
when
do the
Indi
ans
dance?
Call
him
Drunken
Ira
Hayes
He
won't
answer
anymore
Not
the
whiskey
-drinkin'
Indian
The
Marine
that
went
to
war
Then
Ira
started
drinking
hard
and
jail
was
often
his
home
They
let
him
raise
the
flag
and
lower
it
there
like
you'd
throw
a
dog
a
bone
He
died
drunk
one
Sunday
morning
alone
in
the
land
he'd
fought
to
save
Two
inches
of
wa
ter
in
a
lonely
ditch
was
a
grave
for
Ira
Hayes
Call
him
Drunken
Ira
Hayes,
he
won't
answer
any
more
Not
the
whiskey
drinking
Indian,
but
the
Marine
that
went
to
war
Call
him
Drunken
Ira
Hayes,
he
won't
answer
anymore
Not
the
whiskey
drinking
Indian,
but
the
Marine
that
went
to
war
Yeah,
call
him
drunken
Ira
Hayes
But
his
land
is
just
as
dry
An
d
his
ghost
is
lying
thirsty
In
the
ditch
where
Ir
a
died
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