Luyện nghe bài hát Land of the Navajo

Oh, the wind blows
On the trail of the
Oh, the wind blows
In the land of the
In the land of the

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

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

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

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

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

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

In the land of the