So We Are Here

LAND OF THE NAVAJO

Peter Rowan



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C Oh, the wind blows G cold - on the D trail of the Em buffalo 

C Oh, the wind blows G cold - in the D land of the Em Navajo 

In the D land of the Na Em vajo. 



Em A hundred miles from nowhere C out on the desert sand 

One- E eyed Jack the trader held some Em turquoise in his hand 

And by his side sat Running Elk, C his longtime Indian friend 

He D vowed that he would stay by Jack Em 'til the bitter end 



Em Jack had gambled everything he owned C to lead this wandering life 

He E might have had a happy home or Em a tender loving wife 

But his hunger was for tradin' trappers' furs C for turquoise stones 

D Anything the Indians had, Jack Em wanted for his own 



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Said Jack to Running Elk, "I`d gamble all my precious stones 

Before I`d leave my body here among these bleached bones 

For now my time is drawing near and I`m filled with dark regret 

My spirit longs to journey as the sun begins to set 



We`ve rapped and killed and 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 pay your broken hearted hand" 



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When you`re dealin' cards with death, the joker's wild, the ace is high 

Jack bet 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 turquoise stones and cast them to the sky 

Stared into the setting sun and made a mournful cry 



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