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Kinky Friedman - Dear Abbie
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Kinky Friedman - Amelia Earhart's Last Fligh
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Kinky Friedman - Asshole from El Paso
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Kinky Friedman - Flyin' Down the Freeway
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Kinky Friedman - Good-Hearted Woman
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Kinky Friedman - Highway Caf
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Kinky Friedman - Hobo's Lullaby
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Kinky Friedman - Jambalaya (On The Bayou)
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Kinky Friedman - Keep On The Sunnyside
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Kinky Friedman - Men's Room, L.A.
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Kinky Friedman - Nashville Casualty And Life
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Kinky Friedman - Old Shep
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Kinky Friedman - Ride 'em Jewboy
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Kinky Friedman - Skatin' On Thin Ice
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Kinky Friedman - The Tramp On The Street
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Kinky Friedman - We Reserve the Right to Refuse Service to You
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Kinky Friedman - Are You Sure Hank Done It This Way ?
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Kinky Friedman - Autograph
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Kinky Friedman - Before All Hell Breaks Loose
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Kinky Friedman - Cotton-Eyed Joe
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Kinky Friedman - Homo Erectus
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Kinky Friedman - Kinky
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Kinky Friedman - Lady Yesterday
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Kinky Friedman - London Homesick Blues
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Kinky Friedman - Luckenbach, Texas (Back To The Basics Of Love)
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Kinky Friedman - Miss Nickelodeon
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Kinky Friedman - Okie From Muskogee
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Kinky Friedman - Ol' Ben Lucas
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Kinky Friedman - People Who Read People Magazine
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Kinky Friedman - Pretty Boy Floyd
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Kinky Friedman - Put Another Log On The Fire
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Kinky Friedman - Ramblin' Boy
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Kinky Friedman - Shield Of Abraham
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Kinky Friedman - Silver Eagle Express
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Kinky Friedman - Sold American
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Kinky Friedman - The Ballad of Charles Whitman
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Kinky Friedman - The Gospel Accordin' To John
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Kinky Friedman - They Ain't Makin' Jews LiKe Jesus Anymore
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Kinky Friedman - Twinkle
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Kinky Friedman - Wabash Cannonball
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Kinky Friedman - Waitret, Please, Waitret
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Kinky Friedman - Wheels
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Kinky Friedman - When the Lord Closes the Door (He Opens a Little Window)
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Kinky Friedman - Why Do You Bob Your Nose, Girl ? (Second Hand Nose)
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Kinky Friedman - Wild Man From Borneo
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Kinky Friedman - Ahab The Arab
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Kinky Friedman - Bananas And Cream
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Kinky Friedman - Carrying The Torch
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Kinky Friedman - Catfish
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Kinky Friedman - Father Let Thy Blessings
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Kinky Friedman - Get Your Biscuits in the Oven and Your Buns in the Bed
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Kinky Friedman - Lover Please
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Kinky Friedman - Mama, Baby, Mama Let Me Jump In Your Pajamas
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Kinky Friedman - Marilyn And Joe
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Kinky Friedman - Popeye The Sailor Man
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Kinky Friedman - Rapid City, South Dakota
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Kinky Friedman - Somethin's Wrong With The Beaver
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Kinky Friedman - The Ballad Of Ira Hayes
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Kinky Friedman - The Boogie Man
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Kinky Friedman - The Take-It-Easy Trailer Park
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Kinky Friedman - Top Ten Commandments
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Kinky Friedman - Twirl
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Kinky Friedman - Up Against The Wall Redneck Mother
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Kinky Friedman - Western Union Wire
The Ballad Of Ira Hayes
Kinky Friedman
Gather round me people and a story I will tell
'Bout a brave young Indian lad, you should remember well,
From a tribe of Pima Indians, a proud and peaceful band
Who farmed the Phoenix Valley out in Arizona land.
Down their ditches for a thousand years the sparkling water
rushed
Till the white man stole the water rights and the running water
hushed.
Ira's folks was hungry, their fields grew thick with weeds,
But when war came Ira volunteered and forgot the white man's
greed.
Call him drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore,
Not that whiskey drinking Indian or Marine who went to war.
Well, they battled up Iwo Jima Hill, two hundred and fifty men
But only twenty-seven lived to walk back down again.
And after the fight was over and Old Glory proudly raised,
Among the men who held her high was an Indian, Ira Hayes.
Call him drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore,
Not that whiskey drinking Indian or Marine who went to war.
Well, Ira Hayes returned a hero, celebrated throughout the land,
He was wined and speeched and honored, everybody shook his hand.
But he's just a Pima Indian, no food, no friend, no chance,
And nobody cared what Ira did and when do the Indians dance.
Well, Ira took to drinking hard, jail often was his home,
They used to let him raise the flag there and lower it just like
you'd throw a dog a bone.
And Ira died drunk early one morning all alone in the land
he'd fought to save.
Two inches of water in a lonely ditch was the grave for Ira
Hayes.
Call him drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore,
Not that whiskey drinking Indian or Marine who went to war.
Yeah, call him drunken Ira Hayes, but his land is till as dry
And his ghost, well, that's lying thirsty in the ditch where
Ira died.
Call him drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer anymore,
Not that whiskey drinking Indian or Marine who went to war.
