Land of the Navajo
Written by: Peter Rowan
Times Played 6
First Played 11-30-2013
Last Played 12-30-2022
Lyrics:
- Chorus
- Oh, the wind blows cold
- On the trail of the buffalo
- Oh, the wind blows cold
- In the land of the Navajo
- In the land of the Navajo
- A hundred miles from nowhere out on the desert sand
- One-eyed Jack, the trader, held some torquoise in his hand
- By his side sat Running Elk, his long-time Indian friend
- He vowed that he would stay by Jack until the bitter end
- Jack had gambled everything he owned to lead this wandering life
- He might have had a happy home and a tender loving wife
- But his hunger was for trading trapper's furs for torquoise stone
- Anything that the Indians had, Jack wanted for his own
- [chorus]
- Said Jack to Running Elk, I'll gamble all my precious stones
- Before I leave my body here among these bleaching bones
- But now my time is drawing near and I'm filled with dark regret
- My spirit longs to journey as the sun begins to set
- For we raped and killed, we stole your land, we ruled with guns and knives
- Fed whiskey to your warriors while we stole away your wives
- Said Running Elk, what's done is done, you white men rule this land
- So lay the cards face up and play your last broken-hearted hand
- [chorus]
- When you're dealing cards with death, the joker's wild, the ace is high
- Jack bid the Mississippi River, Running Elk raised him the sky
- Jack saw him with the sun and moon and upped him with the stars
- Running Elk bet the Rocky Mountains, Jupiter, and Mars
- The sun was sinking in the west when Jack drew the ace of spades
- Running Elk just rolled his eyes, he smiled and passed away
- Jack picked up his torquoise stones and cast them to the sky
- He stared into the setting sun and then made a mournful cry
- [chorus]
- In the land of the Navajo