Land Of The Navajo chords by Peter Rowan
Guitar chords with lyrics
Chorus: C G Oh, the wind blows cold D Em On the trail of the buffalo C G Oh, the wind blows cold D Em In the land of the Navajo D Em In the land of the Navajo Verse 1&2: G C A hundred miles from nowhere out on the desert sand D G One-eyed Jack, the trader, held some torquoise in his hand G C By his side sat Running Elk, his long-time Indian friend D G He vowed that he would stay by Jack until the bitter end
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G C Jack had gambled everything he owned to lead this wandering life D G He might have had a happy home and a tender loving wife G C But his hunger was for trading trapper's furs for torquoise stone D G Anything that the Indians had, Jack wanted for his own Chorus: C G Oh, the wind blows cold D Em On the trail of the buffalo C G Oh, the wind blows cold D Em In the land of the Navajo D Em In the land of the Navajo Verse 3&4: G C Said Jack to Running Elk, I'll gamble all my precious stones D G Before I leave my body here among these bleaching bones G mmmm C But now my time is drawing near and I'm filled with dark regret D G My spirit longs to journey as the sun begins to set G C For we raped and killed, we stole your land, we ruled with guns and knives D G Fed whiskey to your warriors while we stole away your wives G C Said Running Elk, what's done is done, you white men rule this land D G So lay the cards face up and play your last broken-hearted hand (Chorus) C G Oh, the wind blows cold D Em On the trail of the buffalo C G Oh, the wind blows cold D Em In the land of the Navajo D Em In the land of the Navajo Solo: G C D G G C D G G C D G G C D G C G D Em C G D Em D Em Verse 5&6: G C When you're dealing cards with death, the joker's wild, the ace is high D G Jack bid the Mississippi River, Running Elk raised him the sky G C Jack saw him with the sun and moon and upped him with the stars D G Running Elk bet the Rocky Mountains, Jupiter, and Mars G C The sun was sinking in the west when Jack drew the ace of spades D G Running Elk just rolled his eyes, he smiled and passed away G C Jack picked up his torquoise stones and cast them to the sky D G He stared into the setting sun and then made a mournful cry (Chorus) C G Oh, the wind blows cold D Em On the trail of the buffalo C G Oh, the wind blows cold D Em In the land of the Navajo D Em In the land of the Navajo
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