Seminole Wind

Seminole Winds
by John Anderson

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Ever since the days of old men would search for wealth untold
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They dig for silver and for gold and leave the empty holes
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And way down south in the Everglades
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Where the black water rolls and the Saw grass waves
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The eagles fly and the Otters play in the land of the Seminole

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So blow blow Seminole wind blow like your never gonna blow again
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I'm calling to you like a long lost friend but I know who you are
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And blow blow from the Okeechobee  all the way up to Micanopy
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Blow cross the home of the Seminole the alligators and the Garr

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Progress came and took its toll and in the name of flood control
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They make their plans and they drained the land
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Now the glades are going dry
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And the last time I walked in the swamp I sat upon a cypress stump
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I listened close and I heard the ghost of Osceola cry

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