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