Seminole Wind Songtext
von James Taylor

Ever since the days of old
Men would search for wealth untold
They′d dig for silver and for gold
And they'd leave the empty holes

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
'Cause I know who you are

Blow, blow from Okeechobee
Way up to Micanopy
Blow across the home of the seminole
The alligators and the gar


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

The last time I walked in the swamp
I sat down on a cypress stump
I 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
I know who you are

And blow, blow from Okeechobee
Way up to Micanopy
Blow across the home of the seminole
The alligators and the gar

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


Blow, blow from Okeechobee
Way up to Micanopy
Blow across the home of the seminole
The alligators and the gar, blow

(Blow, seminole wind)
(Blow, seminole wind)
(Blow, seminole wind)