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