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From: fredh@cv.hp.com (Fred Handloser)
Subject: CRD: Seminole Wind
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As requested:  Someone sent the words to me.
               These are the chords I use.

-- Fred Handloser
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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 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
|
|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 gull
|

 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 gull
|

 {  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


--

-- Fred Handloser