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Ever since the days of old men would search for wealth untold
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They dig for silver & for gold & leave the empty holes
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And way down south in the Everglades
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Where the black water rolls & the SALL gras sways
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The eagles fly & the otters play in the land of the Seminoles
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So blow blow seminole wind blow like your never gonna blow again
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I'm calling to you like a long lost friend but I'll know who you are
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And blow blow from the OPECHO bay all the way up to MECHANO bay
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Blow cross the home of the Seminoles the aligators & the GAUSS
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Progress came & took it's toll & in the name of flood control
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They make thier plans & they drained the land
D Am
Now the glades are going dry
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And the last time I walked in the swamp I sat upon a cypress stump
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I listened close & I heard the ghost of Awsiola cying
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nicholdb@magi.com (Daniel Nicholas)
