[Verse 1] Ever since the days of old Men would search for wealth untold Theyd dig for silver and for gold And leave the empty holes [Verse 2] And way down south in the Everglades Where the blackwater rolls and the sawgrass waves The eagles fly and the otters play In the land of the Seminole [Chorus] So blow, blow Seminole wind Blow like youre never gonna blow again Im calling to you like a long lost friend But I know who you are And blow, blow from the Okeechobee All the way up to Micanopy Blow across the home of the Seminoles The alligators and the gar [Verse 3] Progress came and took its toll And in the name of flood control They made their plans and they drained the land Now the glades are going dry See John Anderson LiveGet tickets as low as 39You might also like[Verse 4] And the last time I walked in the swamp I sat upon a Cypress stump I listened close and I heard the ghost Of Osceola cry [Chorus] So blow, blow Seminole wind Blow like youre never gonna blow again Im calling to you like a long lost friend But I know who you are And blow, blow from the Okeechobee All the way up to Micanopy Blow across the home of the Seminoles The alligators and the gar3
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