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;  

So blow, blow Seminole wind  
Blow like you're never gonna blow again;  
  I'm callin' to you like a long-lost friend  
    But I don't 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 gull...   

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 goin' dry  
And the last time I walked in the swamp  
I stood up on a cypress stump 
  I listened close and I heard the Ghost of Oseola cry; 

So blow, blow Seminole wind   
Blow like you're never gonna blow again;  
     I'm callin' to you like a long-lost friend  
 But I don't 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 gull........  
                     ~John Andersen~