Seminole Wind (ver. 2)

Em G D Am Ever since the days of old men would search for wealth untold Em G D Am They dig for silver & for gold & leave the empty holes Em G And way down south in the Everglades D Am Where the black water rolls & the Saw grass waves Em G D Am The eagles fly & the otters play in the land of the Seminole Em G D Am So blow blow seminole wind blow like your never gonna blow again Em G D Am I'm calling to you like a long lost friend but I know who you are Em G D Am And blow blow from the Okeechobee, all the way up to Micanopy Em G D Am Blow cross the home of the Seminole, the aligators & the garr inst ...... Em G D Am Em G D Am Em G D Am Progress came & took it's toll & in the name of flood control Em G They make thier plans & they drained the land D Am Now the glades are going dry Em G D Am And the last time I walked in the swamp I sat upon a cypress stump Em G D Am I listened close & I heard the ghost of Osceola cry