Seminole Wind - Live At Amalie Arena, Tampa, FL / May 4, 2017

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 Way down south in the Everglades Where the black water rolls and the saw grass waves The eagles fly and the otter plays, 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 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 Now progress came and took its toll in the name of flood control They made their plans to drain the land, now the Glades are goin' dry The last time I walked in the swamp, I stood up on a cyprus stump I listened close and 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 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 callin' 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 alligator and the gar