[Verse 1]:
Man came to ruin
In the land of the Tomahawk
Where wants the Buffalo graze
Do high way to call this place.
Man shot them down
To have some more fun
And only a few
Had a chance to run.
[Chorus]:
Navajo tears, Navajo tears fell
Like the water from the mountains.
Navajo tears, Navajo tears fell
Like the water from the mountains.
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[Verse 2]:
Man came to ruin in the land of the Tomahawk,
What could a knife do against rifles?
Many stories are written in the sand,
And I wonder when people go hand in hand.
[Chorus]:
Navajo tears, Navajo tears fell
Like the water from the mountains.
Navajo tears, Navajo tears fell
Like the water from the mountains.