Ever since the days of old
Men will search for wealth untold
They dig for silver and for gold
And leave the empty holes
And way down south in the everglades
Where the black water rolls and the sawgrass waves
Eagles fly and the otters play
In the land of the Seminole
So blow, blow Seminole wind
Blow like you're never gonna blow again
I'm calling to you like a long lost friend
But I know who you are
Blow, blow from the Okeechobee
Yeah, all the way up to Micanopy
Blow across the home of the Seminole
The alligators and the gar
Progress came and took its toll
All in the name of flood control
They made their plans and they drained the land
Now the glades are going dry
The last time that I walked the swamp
I sat upon a cypress 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 calling to you like a long lost friend
But I know who you are
Yeah, blow, blow from the Okeechobee
Yeah, all the way up to Micanopy
Blow across the home of the Seminole
The alligators and the gar
So blow, blow Seminole wind
Blow like you're never gonna blow again
I'm calling to you like a long lost friend
But we know all you are
Yeah, blow, blow from the Okeechobee (Okeechobee)
Yeah, all the way up to Micanopy (Micanopy)
Blow across the home of the Seminole (Seminole)
The alligators and the gar
Blow, blow Seminole wind
Blow, blow Seminole wind
Yeah, blow, blow Seminole wind
