Luyện nghe bài hát Land of the Navajo

Oh, the wind cold
On the of the buffalo
Oh, the blows cold
In the of the Navajo
In the land of the

A miles from nowhere out on the desert sand
One-eyed Jack, the trader, held some torquoise in his
By his sat Running Elk, his long-time Indian friend
He that he would stay by Jack until the bitter end

Jack had gambled everything he owned to lead wandering life
He might have had a happy home and a tender wife
But his hunger was for trading trapper's furs for torquoise
Anything that the Indians had, wanted for his own

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Said Jack to Running Elk, I'll gamble all my precious
Before I leave my body here among these bleaching
But now my is drawing near and I'm filled with dark regret
My spirit to journey as the sun begins to set

For we raped and killed, we stole your land, we ruled guns and knives
Fed whiskey to your warriors while we stole away your
Said Running Elk, what's done is done, you men rule this land
So lay the cards face up and play your last hand

When you're dealing cards with death, the joker's wild, the ace is
bid the Mississippi River, Running Elk raised him the sky
Jack saw him with the sun and moon and upped him the stars
Running Elk bet the Rocky Mountains, Jupiter, and

The sun was sinking in the west when Jack the ace of spades
Running Elk just rolled his eyes, he and passed away
Jack up his torquoise stones and cast them to the sky
He into the setting sun and then made a mournful cry

In the of the Navajo