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 Ever since the days of old 
Men would search for wealth untold 
They'd dig for silver and for gold 
And they leaved the empty holes 
And way down south, in the everglades 
Where the blackwater rolls and the sawgrass sways 
The 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 
And blow, blow from the okeechobee 
All the way up to micanopy 
Blow across the home of the seminole 
The alligators and the gar. 
Progress came and took its toll 
In the name of flood control 
They made their plans and they drained the land 
And now the 'glades are going dry 
Last time I walked in 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 
'cause I know who you are 
And blow, blow from the okeechobee 
All the way up to micanopy 
Blow across the home of the seminole 
The alligator 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 I know who you are 
And blow, blow from the okeechobee 
All the way up to micanopy 
Blow across the home of the seminole 
The alligators and the gar. 
Oh, seminole wind 
Seminole wind 
Seminole wind 
Ah, seminole wind, ah... 
Seminole wind. 
 
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