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From: "Goose Bradford" <goose_bradford@hotmail.com>
Subject: Seminole Wind (revised)
Date: Sat, 27 Nov 1999 01:09:33 GMT

Being an avid country music fan if the era when country music was real, one 
of my pet peaves is getting the lyrics correct. The gentleman who initially 
wrote all this down did a very fine job on the chord progressions, however, 
he did miss a few words that are critical to the song. In the south, we 
could really care less about a gull unless it is hovering above  us on the 
beach. The only time we use the word "waves" may perhaps be when we relate 
to a football game, "America the Beautiful," or if some of our vets are 
speaking of a Vietnam experience. I would like to replace the words and give 
this wonderful song the justice it truly deserves.

Goose Bradford
Cowboy/Poet/Western Entertainer
Seminole Wind
John Anderson  ( or is it Jon Anderson ?)

Em     G      D     A


Em     G      D     A


Em                 G
     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 sways

Em                       G
   The eagles fly and the otters play

        D               A
In the land of the Seminole;


|   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 don't 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 aligator and the gar
|

Em     G      D     A


Em     G      D     A




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 stood up on a cypruss stump
I listened close and I heard the ghost
Of Oseola 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 don't 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 aligator and the gar
|

{  half time }

Em     G      D     A



     A - 0 0 2 2 2 0         D - X X 0 2 3 2        Em - 0 2 2 0 0 0
     G - 3 2 0 0 0 3

goose_bradford@hotmail.com

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