Seminole Wind

Ever since the days of old

Men would search for wealth untold

They'd 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 saw grass waves

The eagles fly and the otters play in the land of the Seminole

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 'cross the Okeechobee

Way up to Micanopy

Blow across the home of the Seminole

The alligator and the gar

Progress came and took its toll

And in the name of flood control

Made their plans and they drained the lands

Now the glades are going dry

Last time I walked in the swamp

I sat down on a Cypress stump

Listened close and I heard the ghost of Osceola cry

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 'cross the Okeechobee

Way up to Micanopy

Blow across the home of the Seminole

The alligator and the gar