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     Ever since the days of old   
   
 D                         A               
      Men would search for wealth untold   
   
 Em                        G              
     They'd dig for silver and for gold   
   
     D               A        
 And leave the empty holes;   
   
     Em                    G            
 And way down south in the Everglades   
   
           D                         A                 
 Where the black water rolls and the saw grass waves   
   
 Em                       G             
   The eagles fly and the otters play   
   
        D               A       
 In the land of the Seminole;   
   
   
|   Em         G               
|So blow, blow Seminole wind   
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|D                            A             
|Blow like you're never gonna blow again;   
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|Em                          G                  
|  I'm callin' to you like a long-lost friend   
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|    D                    A      
|But I  know who you are;   
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|    Em                  G            
|And blow, blow from the Okeechobee   
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|D                 A                                         
|All the way up to Micanopy    (pronounced: Meh-can-o-pee)   
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|Em                          G          
|Blow across the home of the Seminole   
|   
|    D                A      
|The alligators and the Gos (Goshawk)  
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 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 goin' dry   
 And the last time I walked in the swamp   
 I sat upon a cypress-stump   
 I listened close and I heard the ghost   
 Of Osceola cry   
   
   
|   Em         G               
|So blow, blow Seminole wind   
|   
|D                            A             
|Blow like you're never gonna blow again;   
|   
|Em                          G                  
|  I'm callin' to you like a long-lost friend   
|   
|    D                    A      
|But I know who you are;   
|   
|    Em                  G            
|And blow, blow from the Okeechobee   
|   
|D                 A                                         
|All the way up to Micanopy    (pronounced: Meh-can-o-pee)   
|   
|Em                          G          
|Blow across the home of the Seminole   
|   
|    D                A      
|The alligators and the Gos (Goshawk)   
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 {  half time }   
   
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