Seminole Wind

John Anderson

Ever since the days of old...
Men would search for wealth untold
They would dig for silver and gold...
And leave the empty holes
Way down south in the Everglades...
Where the black water rolls
and the sawgrass waves
The eagles fly and otters play...
In the land of the Seminole

So blow, blow Seminole Wind
Blow like you're never gonna blow again
I'm callin' to you like a longlost friend...
But I don't know who you are
Blow, blow from the Okeechobee
All the way up to Micanopy
Blow 'cross the home of Seminole....
alligator and the gull

Progress came and took it's toll...
And in the name of flood control
They made their plans and they drained the land.
Now the glades are going dry
And the last time I walked in the swamp...
I stood up on a cyprus stump
I listened close and I heard the ghost....
Of Osceola cry

So blow, blow Seminole Wind
Blow like you're never gonna blow again
I'm callin' to you like a longlost friend...
But I don't know who you are
Blow, blow from the Okeechobee
All the way up to Micanopy
Blow 'cross the home of Seminole....
alligator and the gull

untitled
Soft karaoke
Words
BASS
PIANO
STEEL GUITAR
RHYTHM GUITAR
FIDDLE
BANJO
MELODY
BD
SN
HH
CRASH
HH OPEN
H,M,L TOMS
SIDESTICK

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CHORUS
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VERSE
CHORUS
BREAK