Luyện nghe bài hát Land of the Navajo

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

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

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

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

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

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

The sun was in the west when Jack drew the ace of spades
Running Elk just his eyes, he smiled 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 land of the