Seminole Wind - Luke Combs
Lyrics by：John Anderson
Composed by：John Anderson
Ever since the days of old
Men would search for wealth untold
They'd dig for silver and for gold
And they leaved the empty holes
And way down south in the everglades
Where the blackwater rolls and the sawgrass sways
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 calling 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 alligators and the gar
Progress came and took it's toll
In the name of flood control
They made their plans and
They drained the land
And now the 'glades are going dry
Last time I walked in the swamp
I sat upon a cypress stump
I listened close and I heard the ghost
Of osceola cry
So 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
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 calling 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 alligators and the gar
Oh seminole wind
Seminole wind
Seminole wind
Ah seminole wind ah
Seminole wind
