Artist | John Anderson |
Song | Seminole Wind |
Director | Jim Shea |
Music | John Anderson |
Intro | No |
Outro | No |
Label | BNA Entertainment |
Sound Mix | Stereo |
Technical Specifications | colour - format unknown |
Ever since the days of old, Men would search for wealth untold. They'd dig for silver and for gold, And leave the empty holes. And way down south in the Everglades, Where the black water rolls and the saw grass 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. ... |