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

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