Verse 1

Skiff glides soft through the sawgrass sea,

Muck sucking boots, moss hanging free.

Alligator eyes like lanterns in the night,

Moonshine still hid from the lawman’s light.

Verse 2

Mosquito clouds thick as a summer storm,

Panther’s eyes glint where the cypress forms.

Fish nets dripping, trap lines set tight,

Life in the backcountry, hard but right.

Chorus

Seminole wind, blow through the pines,

Carry the ghosts of forgotten times.

Outlaws and hunters, the swamp is our home,

In tangled mangroves, we’re free to roam.

Verse 3

Skiffers and hunters, we rise with the sun,

Trapping and fishing ‘til the day is done.

Soft muck and shadows, the swamp holds the key,

To a life untamed, wild, and free.

Bridge

The river whispers secrets only we hear,

A labyrinth of water, wild and clear.

Time don’t move here, it only bends,

Where a gladesman begins, the world never ends.

Chorus

Seminole wind, blow through the pines,

Carry the ghosts of forgotten times.

Outlaws and hunters, the swamp is our home,

In tangled mangroves, we’re free to roam.

Verse 4

(Optional – Haunting Close)

Lightning flickers over the cypress line,

The call of the heron, the dark o’clock chime.

Alligator growls and the soft wind sighs,

We live where the wild never dies.

Final Chorus

Seminole wind, blow through the pines,

Carry the ghosts of forgotten times.

Outlaws and hunters, the swamp is our home,

In tangled mangroves, we’re free to roam.